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Fast forward to one weekago. I haddone a finejob of keepingmy hands swift and unarousing duringmy shower, andI had dressedand gotten towork without anyproblems at all.By this pointin my lifeI had stoppedwearing hosiery andseldom was thetime that myred/gray/green business skirt concealed a pairof panties, asI had madeit a pointto do whateverI could toease my bodilywants so thatI wouldn't sinkdown into thedepression of physicalloneliness. I hadworn thongs fora while, butI never quitefound the likingfor them... andI had becomerather "Let's goin here," Tomsaid. We pulledin the parkinglot and walkin the store.We glanced aroundand found theunderwear section andproceeded there. Inoticed there wereonly one saleslady and nocustomers. The saleslady looked tobe in herearly forties andwas a littleoverweight. I wasglad we werethe only customers.I noticed thesales lady gave us a lookas we walkedover to thepanties section.

"Shut up!"This time Sylviasmiled in astonishment."Never?"

Tod wasin shock asthe full implicationsof what shewas saying camerushing home. Henodded in agreement,unable to speak.

"Isit okay ifI suck itagain?" she asked,kneeling down infront of me.I think weboth knew thatwas a rhetoricalquestion, especially asshe unzipped mypants and pulledout my cock.She started fasterthan before, immediatelyengulfing my cock.I watched herwork her oralmagic on itfor a fewminutes, doing everythingI could tokeep from cummingin this woman'smouth before Igot a chanceto fuck her.Just as Iwas about tostop her, shepulled away. Shesat down inanother deck chair,pulled her skirtup over herhips and placedher feet wideapart. She wasn'twearing any panties,so I hada great viewof her wetpussy. I movedmy chair infront of hersand leaned forward,immediately devouring herhot cunt.

Rita's criesjust encouraged Jim to slither histongue deeper, lickingher inner walls as his lipssurrounded her pussy.So that thewhole mound wasin his mouth.

"Didyou like yourwife's juices onmy black cock?"

"Idon't have abig nose either."

"Thatshould take careof it," sheresponded at last."He'd be absolutelydevastated if thosepictures ever gotout."

Plus they alwaysseemed to dressmore revealingly thanany other sororityon campus, drivinghim nuts withdesire. Somehow itseemed poetic justicethat it shouldbe them whoget canned. "I'lldo it," saidthe Dean.

She triedto pull outfrom under himbut found herway blocked byher mother. Rahnididn't know whatshe was doingbut the sightof her sonand daughter mating overcame her asshe pressed herhuman torso againstMyrian's. Rahni leaned forward and beganto circle Myrian'sopen mouth withher small tongue.Myrian began tofeel pleasure throughthe pain andshe quickly repliedto her mother'ssoft touch. Shefelt her smallnipples harden asthey pressed intoher mothers larger breasts. She thrustback on Arthur'sinvading member, suddenlyenjoying the feelof its massivegirth stroking thedeepest recesses ofher cunt. Rhaniwas gasping heavilyas she pressedher breasts intoMyrian's and kissedher daughter deeply,tongues intertwined.

Twodays went byquick enough andit was aroundtwo when Ifinally got toMrs. Mather's house.I was lookingforward to going.I enjoyed ourtime together andI think shesees me asmore of anequal than someschool kid. Iliked Mrs. Matherbut there wassomething about herI just couldn'tput my fingeron. Our friendshipwas working well.I needed someextra money andsomething constructive todo and sheneeded the helpand a friend.I got started on weeding thefront garden andby four o'clockI had thatcomplete. At thisrate I thought,I'll be caughtup and onlyhave to comeback once everyother week. Iwashed up inthe garage andlet myself into do afew things onmy checklist. Bathroomswere on thelist and Ithought I'd startupstairs. I cleanedthe upstairs mainbathroom. It nevergets used anywayexcept when I'mstay over nightbut I gaveit through cleaningto freshen things anyway and thenI went todo Mrs. Mather'smaster bath. Mrs.Mather's bedroom washuge. I figuredit was almostthe size ofmy whole apartment,well close anyway.The master bathroomwas through thewalk in closetand I hadgone to cleanthere many times.I was alwayswas amazed tosee all theclothes this womanowns and neatlyhanging in itsperfect spot andthen with amazementI saw it.I couldn't believewhat I wasseeing. It wasa blow updoll.

"Do youever want thislittle bitty cock again?"

That left mewith Flo. Flothen told methat she hadeverything riding inthe water rights matter. She hadone area ofconcern and shewanted a detailedanswer.

When she'd seenthe traffic slowingshe knew thateven though shehad put aside three hours torelax from thejourney, take abath, put onher make up,and get speciallydressed she wasgoing to haveto be alittle quicker now.

Ihurried on, fieldinga few morequestions before Ireached the bar,a beautiful pieceof art fashioned from the shellof some greatsea creature. Irose, then, toaccept the mugof rich, darkale the bartenderalready had waitingfor me. MyMaster would settlethe account later,Varin didn't needto worry aboutthat. Bowing tothe bartender, Itraversed the tavernonce more, tokneel beside myMaster still holdingthe mug. Ipressed its coolsurface to mybreasts, and then,lifting my simplesilk shift, brushedthe rim ofthe mug betweenmy legs. Finally,I raised thedrink to mylips, and tooka sip; thoughmy Master said not a word,I knew hewatched on.

'That's OK,I've got anoutfit for youto wear inmy office. I'lljust go andfetch it now.'

Thetape would probablyroll for somemore time tocome. But Georgecouldn't stomach anymore. Dazed, hesat there, staringat nothing, notknowing how tocope with thesituation. His daughter,his only child,defiled by thesehated niggers Howcould she? Howcould she letthem degrade herlike that?

The phonedid ring awhile later andI yelled outthat I'd getit before pickingit up. Ianswered and therewas no response,so I figuredthis would bemy first hang-up.Then a tentativefemale voice said my name. Icould tell itwasn't Suzy, butI didn't recognizethe voice rightaway. When sheidentified herself asEmily, I wassuddenly pleasantly surprised and intrigued. Iasked if shehad called previouslyand she saidshe had, butshe'd been afraidthat my parentswould recognize hervoice, so she'dhung up. Mysterysolved. At leastthat mystery; therestill remained themystery of whyshe was calling.

adept attaking care ofmyself beneath mydesk in myoffice, or whereverthat god-forsaken urgewould strike me...usually in themiddle of somethingimportant. Often wasthe time whenmy assistant Leah would have totake over oneof our weeklyassociate meetings whileI walked downthe hall tomy office, inthose tall heels that hurt myfeet only enoughto take someof the savorout of thestares my still-shapelybottom drew fromthe boys. InevitablyI would endup sitting inmy cushy little roller-chair with thedoor locked andtwo fingers buried in my nakedcunt, my radioturned up todrown out thesoft moans thatI couldn't holdback, and myleft hand pinching at my rigidpink nipples throughthe thin fibersof my workshirt. By thetime I'd finished,my whole officesmelled of sex...and the processwould begin allover again.

ThenI saw it.

Ania was standingin front ofthe mirror brushingher long hairand admiring herself.She often thoughtshe was slightlyround as shewas 5ft 4intall with 34Ctits. As sheturned sideways shelooked at lookedin the mirroras she ranher hand alongthe curve ofher arse. It'stoo big shesaid to herself.I walked inand said it'snot too bigand gave Ia slap asI walked past.That's what it'sgreat for pullingher onto mylap and givingher a kiss.I wondered downstairs to watchthe news asshe got readyto go toour friends forthe evening.

"Whatever," shesaid. "As longas you won'twelch on themoney.

The first slapwas over thetop of myskirt, firm andstrong. I jumped,reflexively, but stoicallyaccepted the firstspank I hadever received. Thoughtsof "Beauty" buzzedin my mind.The second spankwas even harder,but the materialit landed uponserved as acushion to anyreal pain. Iwinced at thethird stroke anddug my fingernailsinto the carpetto help bracefor what mightcome next.

"All theother girls wereout in thebackseats of carsand I wasat the moviesnever letting guystouch me. Iwas too scared."She said

In hismind's eye, thegirl he wasfucking had lostsome of herstrength, arms collapsedto her sides.Her eyes half closed, she wasnow simply avessel for hispent up ardor.The fingers ofhis hand rhythmicallyclasped over hisorgan, bringing physicalstimulation to matchhis mental one.His legs stiffened,and his jawwent tight. Havingbrought the girldown to theground, he layfully on topof her, lungingin short deepstrokes inside herundefendable cunt. Theviolence of hisfantasy did notconcern him atall. This closerhe came toorgasm, the moreintense he neededthe fantasy tobe.

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"Oooh" she cooed."You know Ilike those sprayjets, don't you?"Her fingers dida delicate dance on my dick.It felt wonderful.

Ethantrotted to thediving board, leavinga wet trailon the cement.He climbed upto the board,walked out tothe end, bounceda few times,and dove in.Gayle closed hereyes, remembering theway she sawhim in thegarage a fewweeks ago. She'dseen a lotof cocks inher time, butnever one asbig as theone in Ethan'sjeans.

"Small."

With one handexploring my sister'sass I hurriedlydropped my pantsto my knees.Mindy had pushedher ass outfar enough thatI was nowtreated to aperfect view ofher glistening hot pink pussy. Thatwas all ittook for meto grab mymember in myhand and pushit to mysiblings opening. Withone thrust Ibury my nineinches into Mindy'stwat as shelet out asmall squeal.

"They arefabulous, dear. Dothey come withtheir own rattle?"Donna laughed andreached a handout to caressthe snakeskin encasing the woman's thigh.As she turnedto show offthe pants, Donna'slong-nailed hand slidalong to theolder woman's asscheek. She squeezedslightly, but reveledin the feelof this exoticmaterial and theround, firm woman-ass.

"Mattheware you comingon to me,you know Iam old enoughto be ……wellyour girlfriends mom."


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