She told me about this house, this room and the loss of love that she had felt to this very day. I felt her pain but it offered little consolation.“... know how you must feel, Charles,” she started, “I know you hurt, and I want you to know that there is comfort for you, here in this house.”I nodded but I wasn’t listening. I shook my head. Anger engulfed me.“Comfort? Here? Really?”Aunt Bessie moved closer to me, one hand rested on my shoulder.“I know how close Alletse and you became. I know, and I. For the following few weeks when she came to stay we wanked together but always managed to refrain from going to far although she normally gets me to kneel between her legs wanking as she rubs her clit and as i cum she holds her lips open so that i spray her clit.Anyway Katy stayed last weekend June the 5th to the 8th and we crossed the final bridge. I got the wife a little drunk and was fucking her doggy on the bed with the door wide open, Katy walked past and the wife looked straight at her. Suddenly, on one stoke, Allen's dick head deflected down and popped into Sally's vagina and as quickly out again; Allen immediately having realized his mistake.Sally said nothing about the intrusion. Instead she just enjoyed the thrilling sensation his dick head gave her as it poked through and briefly stretched out her vaginal ring, only to continue it's sexy slide up through her pussy lips and across her engorged clit.Gliding his cock along her fur rimmed passage was light years ahead of the. "Hot or cold water boy?" "your choice Daddy." I give him two quarts of cold water. This time, after filling his ass, I straddle his back and run a stream of my own hot piss across his shoulders and back. I then reach around and begin pinching and twisting his nipples. They're tiny, rock hard and almost impossible to grip with the lube and piss covering his chest. Moving down, I grip his scrotum with one hand and cock with the other and pull in opposite directions. The harder I pull, the harder.
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