I'm amazed I've managed to take so much already!" Nearly there, Mom," I muttered as I took a deep breath, "Uh, about a couple of inches I think. Do yo... want me to take it out?"She shook her head. "No, no, hon," she gasped, "No point turning back now when we've come so far. Just don't move for a second until I get used to it." Okay," Her ass had me in a firm grip so I couldn't move even if I wanted to. My hands were splayed across her lower back forcing her upper body to bend into a bow which. This is story about the evolution of an introverted, diffident and shy boy with high morals and strong set of values into a man of loose character and high libido. It is also a story about my penchant for matured women. It is as much about me as it is about sex and prurience which the single reason I have chosen to take the effort and put it here for consumption of like minded people who I feel have been separated by social constructs. I say ‘people’ and not men as I know that there are several. The way that they looked up at me, though, was straight-up a natural bond between daughters and their father. They already had me wrapped around their tiny fingers and they knew it.“Just that these two are always happy and safe in life. That’s a wish that we can all grant together, you know,” I smiled at my lovely Queen.“That’s very true, though being a witch has its ... advantages there, too. How does it feel, knowing that you’re married to a Romany witch who happens to be your own auntie?”. Laurie, shaken by what she had just seen, returned to her chair, horny as hell. She sat, staring at the television, until the Hartleys had dressed and were ready to leave."We're going now, Laurie. We should be back in about four hours. Good-bye!" Good-bye," said Laurie. "Don't worry, I'll take care of Michael." She locked the door behind them and returned to her chair.The clock on the living room wall told her it was seven-thirty as she sat there with her legs hung over the arm of the chair..