. oh, God...”Her mother turned sideways to face them. Her hands went up to pull her daughter’s robe open, exposing her full breasts to the sunligh... pouring in through the kitchen window over the sink. “Don’t be silly. Of course, you can fuck like this.” She ran her fingers over Jessica’s tits, circling her engorged nipples.“No ... the window...”Jessica glanced out the window. The kitchen was on the back side of the house and faced the backyard and more than a few trees at the edge of the. Not the white one, obviously, even though it was very long and thick, she thought, her gaze lingering on the prominent mushroom head…but, no, it must be black. For this to work, the parameters of the fantasy had to be observed.She was also conflicted by the age-old girth vs. length question. Like most women she favored girth, seeking a cock would provide that “overfull” feeling. Yet she worried that too much thickness would stretch out her pussy so much that Craig’s much smaller dick would get. Even though its more than 20 years ago it still seems like yesterday tomeI can only blame myself for agreeing and Shirley my sister for askingand of course lets not forget the lovely Emma for landing me in itRight up to my neck and probably way, way higher than thatI'm not sure if it's a shooting offence but then again if I had a gun Iwould most probably have shot the beautiful pair of themAlways a sucker for a pretty faceAs it turned out that face was mine, interested? Then dear reader. It lay in his hand like a dead fish. With a small dread in the back of his brain, he turned off everything and tried to go back to sleep. Eventually exhaustion claimed him and he slept fitfully until the alarm roused him.Nick preferred the subway. That morning, as the carriage rocked on its old tracks through Manhattan, he practiced the fearful mantra repeating in his thoughts, "she poisoned me; the bitch poisoned me." He surveyed his fellow passengers and everyone seemed to studiously ignore.