He starts to walk away and then turns back. "Oh ... I just realized. The k**s: they'll be coming back from school pretty soon, around three. I don'... want them knowing anything about this, okay? They need to think this is a perfectly normal happy family, daddy, mommy, grandpop. I wouldn't want them to come home and find you running around the house with your dick sticking out!"He grins at me to take out the sting. "And I certainly wouldn't want them to come home and find their mom being. I gasped out and bit into his shoulder as I said “ come with me now it’s time to go upstairs and fuck me hard and deep with your young thick cock. “ All thoughts of a massage had left my mind , right now I just wanted that long thick cock in me. Michael gathered his wits and smiled and said “ I don’t know what to say. “ I put my finger on his lips and said “ just say you want your hard hot cock in my pussy until it explodes and fills me with your hot gooey sperm. “ I turned and walked still. But I was more amazed that my wife could take it. She was loving it. She was moaning and grinding on him. I finally realized that he, once again, did not wear his condom and had to remind him not to cum in her. I know he did it on purpose and I didn’t like it. I don’t want her pregnant from his stupid ass.She barely noticed my talking as she was grinding on him and trying to get his cock as deep insider her as she could. She was writhing and moaning while he fucked her hard. I was still. Not many of the people from the sleepy South Georgia town of Wellsville knew her nickname, or much else about her. She lived on an ol' ramshackle farm on the outskirts of the county of Macon. It was a blazin' hot August in 1962 that this happened. I know because I was there. Everyone was happy about the prosperous times and all. We had a handsome young president in the white house, and the coloreds were shoutin' about civil rights and all. Now Cornsilk, she lived on the old farm with what.