I try not to cum, though she rides my cock in a very powerful way. She fucks me very hard now, contracting her muscles around my shaft. With each thru...t, my cock grows and dives deeper inside Wynn’s tunnel.I realize I will not be able to withhold my orgasm any longer, but fortunately, Wynn moves over the edge as well. With each thrust she now shouts, “Ahhhh,” and her body starts shaking, but she keeps her arms tightly around my neck to ensure sufficient control to prevent losing my dick. I feel. But you guys took advantage of me, you led mealong, always teasing, but always holding out hope that I was one of you,until that night. That night you ruined me.It took me months to even get out my front door after that, my parentsbrought in therapists and psychologists to help me and finally over timeI recovered. We moved away, I went to college, passed my exams and wentto University, oh sure I was still one of the fat, un-cool guys, but Iwas good at one thing, biology. And not just biology,. You’ve been looking at all our tits and bums and cocks and pussies since before dinner so let’s have a look at your junk and see what happens from there, Mr Keith-from-the-river.”Both Gemma and her mum were looking intently at Keith as were Tess, Tina and their mother. Kerri had put down her magazine and had spread her legs even farther apart now and had one hand dabbing at her pubic bush every now and then as she sat there looking at their new visitor.Tess’s sister, Tina, then spoke up and. ’ ‘Where do you work?’ ‘Fran’s Diner on Eighth and Connor. It doesn’t pay that well but they work around my schedule.’ ‘When do you get off work?’ ‘Two-thirty.’ ‘Oh good. Will you help me get a Christmas tree? They’re too heavy for me on my own.’ When he didn’t reply I continued, ‘It just doesn’t feel like Christmas without a tree.’ He turned and leaned his butt against the sink as he looked at me. Soap suds dripped from the yellow rubber gloves he was wearing onto his shoes. ‘I need to get.