Rubbing her faster and harder, it didn’t take long for her to realize he was trying to make her cum. She wasn’t moving, and this made her father r...ather upset. He flipped her pajama shirt up over her breasts - already at that age they were frankly huge - and started to suckle on her nipples. It wasn’t long like that that she did cum, and like a good little girl he made her suck his fingers clean, before he left and went to bed. This went on for months, with no set schedule or regularity. Billie. Carla laughed too. “All right, enough with the bad jokes already. Give me a call back after you talk to Gerald. I gotta run. Maurice is making food noises.” She hung up the phone, and went into the kitchen to put out a plate of food for the cat.……………………………………………………………………………………………The following morning, Carla arose, fed Maurice and retrieved the morning paper from the hallway outside her condominium. Remembering that Doris was going to come over, she hopped into the shower. After she dried. Although he slowly entered me, it didn't take him long to start thrusting deeply into me. I couldn't take it. My legs started shaking and my stomach churned as the realization that I was taking ten inches of black dick into my body hit home. What the fuck was I doing, I wouldn't be able to walk after this, and my asshole would never recover from such punishment. Yet on and on he came, harder and deeper. He'd pull nice inches of his cock out, then ram it all home and leave it there. It felt like. ”“Tell me you don’t think that God wants you to share intimacies with Delilah instead of me?” Mrs. Waxerman asked, her voice going cold.“I do in fact think that, dear heart, however not in the jealous way you’re suggesting. Everything I intend to do with you, I will practice on Delilah first. Having said that, you will be right there assisting wherever and however possible. You too will learn from each experience so that when we are finally intimate together, you will already be the perfect.