I gripped it and positioned him towards the entrance to my bald, wet pussy.“Push, baby,” I whispered to him with a desperate sense of need.He list...ned and pressed his bulging purple head into me, past my dark, engorged labia, and into the warm, wet confines of my nurturing vagina. I closed my eyes and moaned gently as I felt every inch of his penis slide inside me, stretching me open.He groaned as my wet pussy gripped his cock and dragged his foreskin back as he crawled his way deeper inside. I believe in the 2nd Amendment, which now makes me a member of the vast gun lobby.I am older than 70 and retired, which makes me a useless old man.I think and I reason, therefore I doubt much that the main stream media tells me, which must make me a reactionary.I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive American culture, which makes me a xenophobe.I value my safety and that of my family and I appreciate the police and the legal system, which makes me a right-wing extremist.I believe in hard. "Brie, Honey, I have to ask if you have been told about the changes in your body that seem to appear. I mean do you know about menstruation and all that girl stuff that should be coming along any day now?"Brie sat up, hugged me around the neck, and said, "Daddy, that is girl stuff and Mommy told me some of it and Marcia told me some more too, but why do I have to bleed every month. I mean, why do I have to do that?"I tried to explain what I knew; well, I really knew most of it, but I tried to. I realized he must be aching to release his load. I felt proud of m son that he could hold back that severe cunt thrusts for such a long time.“How do you want to cum, son? I am all yours.”“How would you make me cum, mom?”“I have fucked you silly, so you should fuck me silly. I have sprayed you with my juice. Now I would like you to spray my watery pussy with your hot fluid.”“Thanks, mom, I held back because I had promised you that I will make you cum first. You had taken me to the brink of a.