Let me fucking lick it. Hold it in front of me! Don't move it so much." My mother's wet tongue touched the very tip of my cock as Tammy held it steady...in front of her face. Greg leaned over my mom's body and stopped fucking her for a while to get closer to her face. His face was now only and inch away from my cock. He spat on my cock and told my mom to lick his saliva off of it. My mom followed the horny father and daughter's orders carefully each time they told her to do something. Tammy took. " Another picture came in of the same actress, with three massive dicks laying across her face."I fuckin' hope so!" The idea that a pornstar's dad knew and appreciated her work was an interesting one.Charlie paused for a moment, then sent, "You still have my name on that little dick, right?" Fuck you, and yes. You better have mine on you still, too." Charlie's grin melted. This had not been a well-thought-out plan. He knew he had to be honest."Ummm....it came off...." He did not know why, but. It was no marriage. It's actually offensiveto call such a thing a marriage. He just abused me for a year. So now,enjoy your life with Amber. And don't worry, I know you are straight.Amber will provide men for you. You will get lots of big cocks shoveddown your throat so you won't have to worry about that."Natalia wore a huge smile of triumph, contemplating Leanne's future.As Leanne was being taken out of the door by her new owner, Leanne triedone time to save herself. "Natalia, your. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.But that young lady is right; we didn’t have the “green thing” back in our day.Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn’t have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged.