.. I never thought that I ever might find love and happiness. It took me too many guys to find you, Michael."After our make-out session, I got dry and...dressed and left for work. I hope Mom likes her, but I wouldn't necessarily care if she didn't.The night of the dinner at Moms came along.We were in the car heading for the house I grew up in. I explained to Amy that I was less than a week old when Scott and Marsha Travis adopted me. I was 14 when they spelled out all of this to me. It didn't. That kept me hard and ready for #3.We switched places and I leaned Peggy over the side, her giant tits hanging over the side. I now was working her pussy and ass with my tongue and fingers. I was able to get 3 fingers in her ass and had an idea. I used the bottom of my beer bottle and fucked her ass with it. She was now starting to get noisy, noisy enough for the neighbors to hear. I realized the water jets had shut off and needed to be put back on again. I went back to fucking Peggys ass with. You can hold it firmly, he won't even mind a gentle squeeze, but don't hold it tighter than you would want him to hold your arm." She got two fingers and her thumb around the broomstick. "Hold it with the fingers. Place your thumb on the side closest to you." She did everything she was told."Now," Aunt Cass continued, "that's his ego you're holding, his sacred identity. Touch the right side to the top. He'll feel that and react to it. Slowly, as if the organ meant as much to you as it does to. I toke it he was okwith it so I tried to wrap my hand around his sheathand barely could as I began to slowly stroke him. Atthis point I stopped rubbing his stomach and was allbut sitting under him. As I stroked his hardeningsheath his head poked out and I was already amazed athow big it was. I kept stroking his and more and moreof his huge member slipped out. My eyes grew wide as I could see his huge dick swinginginches from my face. I’d have to guess he was at leasta good 12 inches and.