When I finally arrived at home, I stepped into world war three. My wife was on the warpath and was taking no quarter. I tried to relax with a nice b...bbly soak in the tub. My thoughts turned to the lovely thick white chick I had seen earlier that day. She was about 45 years old, with nice auburn hair, 48DD breasts and built on the large side but everything was nicely put together. She was wearing some yellow tights that made her thighs and ass more pronounced and very sexy. She was bending. Both Kevin and Donna would have chosen to cut off their own right hands rather than miss such an important event in their son’s young life. The last two weeks of the year tend to be quite slow at a CPA office, as most of their clients prepare to close out their books at the end of the year, and the CPA’s get ready for tax season, so Kevin left work at noon on the 18th. He had also arranged to take the following week off. His first stop was at the school to pick up the budding entertainer and,. You looked at it for a long time controlling your desire to devour it. You finally ran your tongue over the head making it jump. You started to lick the entire shaft as if it were your favorite lollypop.We were standing sideways and the sunlight was glistening off the saliva on my cock. You wrapped your lips around my cock and slid the whole thing into the warmth of your mouth. You felt my finger entwined in your hair as I started to moan from the feeling of your tongue as it wrapped around. From within his coat, Hook produced a belaying pin pulled from a pinrail on his way to his cabin. He began goading Tink’s labia with the iron pin. She became frightened for the pin was a good three centimeters in diameter and a third of a meter long. “Put a little ointment on this pin Girl. Tink obeyed and asked if this was the same pin that had saved her earlier that day. “No My Sweet, “Hook said, I’ve consigned that one to Davy Jones locker. This one shall remain here for our use. The iron.