"I've got two hours before dinner. I was just aboutto give it a try." Yeah? What are we watching? Susan on parade?" He grabbedthe tape from my hand, t...ok one look at it, and made a sourface. "Man, not that again."I took the tape back and headed for the VCR. "I like it." Geezus, dude," said Josh. "That is such an absolute andtotal chick flic." It just happens that I like the chick who's in the flic." Whatever you say. I'm not watching that load of crapagain." He turned and headed for the door.. "Dear God, Jim! Will it go in?"He grinned broadly. "Shall we find out?" Yes! Omigod, yes! Please!"He seized the bulky shaft in his hand and pushed down to force his cockhead to the level of her cunt. She felt the bulging dome settle into the depression around her cuntmouth, the thick wetness of her cunt making the contact slippery and fiercely exciting."Oh, dear!" she exclaimed. "Oh, Jim! Push gently!"He leaned against the rigid cock. Pressure mounted at her cuntmouth and she felt her rim. He stood there listening as she sang, his mind going over the feelings of the past week.He was still standing there when Angie came out looking for him. Angie saw him standing there lost in thought. "Scott breakfast is ready." He walked the last few feet to the summer kitchen. "What were you doing out there?" Angie asked Scott as he washed his hands."I was listening to you sing. It reminded me of my mother."They ate their breakfast then cleaned up the kitchen. It would be an all day trip to the. What was even more amazing was thather clit never went soft. The relentless vibrations kept her hard as arock and she spewed another gargantuan load of goo only a minute later.Still gasping for breath Alana reached into her purse and dialed DoctorBusty's clinic. Of course it was closed but she left a message demandingan appointment at the earliest possible time. Preferably first thing inthe morning."I simply must have nipples like yours, sissy Simonne," she cooed as shegently caressed the.