Touch it make him hard!" My small hand reached out to it, as my fingers touched it jerked and seemed to grow another 3 inches, "Oh I love that feel, h...ld him my girl give Uncle Davey a nice rub!": My hand moved up and down on the cock, it grew even more as I stroked it until I thought it was never goingbto stop, " Now my girlnkiss it and show me if you are as good a cock sucker as Stevie said, see if you are worth the money I paid", I had sucked big black cocks before, white ones too but I. Keep it steady like that."I whipped her with a slow, steady rhythm—whipped her like an animal, a bitch—aiming my blows up and down the roundness of her buttocks, watching her pretty ass turn redder and redder as the welts appeared. Her cries and her gasps inflamed me and I had to work to restrain myself, not to hit her harder. That sexy ass, her pussy peaking out from between her thighs was more than I could stand. It seemed to be the rhythm that did it, and soon her yelps and grunts fused. Such a gorgeous young woman. Beautiful, smart, and sexy. How lucky can you get? She's working. That's great. That means she made it to Vegas and isn't sleeping on the streets. She's gonna be okay. Of course she's gonna be okay. She's young, determined, smart, and beautiful. And I've been praying for her every day since I met her. She'll be fine. I wonder what she's doing? Cocktail waitress? Hotel receptionist? Domestic? She'd look awesome in one of those casino cocktail waitress outfits.. If that was the case I certainly didn’t like the type of person I was turning into, but I could get used to it.“You three look all dressed up. Were you going someplace?”“We just thought we’d try to look our best for you,” Cynthia said.“I told Mom it was a waste of time,” Carol said, “because we’d just be taking our clothes off when we got here.”“Speaking of that,” Elizabeth said, “I have a rain ticket I’d like to redeem.”“I’ll be right with you.”“What about me?” Carol asked.“You were the last.