His toes were to curling. "Jesus you’re a hot slut,” he whispered to himself. “Hot fucken slut.” Moments away from shooting his load, discreti...on faded away. He pulled aside the d****s he had been peeking from, and pulled his shorts and underwear half way down to his knees. Look at me sexy bitch, he thought to himself. Look at me shoot a load sexy bitch.Despite sudden twitching on her part, as if to signal she wanted to roll over, he didn't flinch: 4 spurts of cum gushed from his cock. When his. My dad seems to have really had a good time. Never seen him in such a good mood.”“I had a very nice time. Your dad was an excellent escort and I never knew he was such a good dancer.”“You can fill me in on the details this afternoon,” she said. “Dad asked me to call and invite you over. Come on over any time.”“Great. I’ll see you in about an hour,” I replied.The drive to Jack’s house took about a half hour. It seemed like an eternity. I could not wait to see him again.Walking around to the. Michael and Kayla had been friends for a few years. They first met in grade 1, when their parents started teaching. For the last five years they had kept themselves amused whilst waiting. They would run around the empty school playing hide and seek, play on the computers or play. They had become close friends. But today, they would become more than just friends. It started whilst they were playing hide and seek. Whilst Kayla was hiding, she came across an open bottle of wine. Being 10, she knew. It was Uncle Tim and he asked me if he could fuck me for two hundred dollars. I told him to come on over. He had called me from our front porch. He said hello to Daddy and then I took him up to my bedroom. My bikini came off again and he undressed. He was in no hurry. He kissed me, he fondled me, and he tickled my clit until I begged him to stop. He licked my pussy and then he entered me slowly. It was nothing like my previous eight fucks, Uncle Tim was a real gentleman and he knew how to treat.