He was far too tasty a treat to pass up because of her fears of the age difference.The sounds of the Latin beat drove deep into Fiona's brain but it d...rove even deeper into her now thoroughly soaked and aroused pussy.She wanted to get out on the floor and feel Carlito's firm body next to hers but the smiling and thoroughly charming male told her,"Let us go to your room and I can show you some steps I learned from my mother."The room was quiet because both Doris and Amy were back in the casino. If you ever get to a point in life where you become a grandparent or the last hope for a child, you will understand. My point in all of this is that this story was based on parts of people that I had actually known. I tried to stay true to their inner core values. The story will not fit everyone, and that is OK. My father, Uncles and Aunt lost their mother when my father was 10. I saw how it shaped who they were inside. The male lead lost his mother at 14. It changes your life and how you see. She was tight, never having any kids and still being in her mid twenties, but she was wet and ready so I had no trouble burying myself balls deep in her cunt. "Pound it, Dan. Pound it good and hard." I did just as she asked. As I watched her take George back into her mouth I could see that after a couple tries, she was able to take his full length into her throat. She bobbed up and down and he thrusted his hips up in matching time. I held her hips and slammed into her for all that I was. Concentrate, not on the small noise or your presence, but on your bladder. If the dowel falls, that's life. If you urinate, you're going to end up embarrassing yourself for sure. Concentrate.My muscles are twitching and spastic from the constant tenseness. I can't help that, I have to keep the bladder muscle -- muscles? -- from relaxing. I have too... "What's wrong, pet?" Was that a hint of sarcasm I heard in your voice? So soft is the sound of your voice that I can't tell where you are.