As I finished, I stopped and looked at my self in the mirror.My name is Paul Allen and I’m 16. I’m an only child. I have short brown hair and I’...m about 5’10”. I weigh about 190 lbs and I’m pretty athletic. My body has a lean and hard look that can only be achieved through years of practice in football, basketball, and track. I’m pretty proud of my body. I work out daily and never let myself slack off. I keep a rigid diet: water, juice, milk, and protein shakes only. I’ve always been the popular. “She believes your three children are from a previousmarriage, and will be her stepchildren that she willlove as her own. Today before you leave the two of youwill have a brief ceremony then you can begin yourhoneymoon on a nice Black Sea beach resort, I’ve madeall the arrangements. And yes, Dmitry, she has beentrained well and will fuck your brains out. Pussy,ass, or mouth, you can put your cock anywhere, anytime, and she will love it. ”“Will she now be as fuckable as. Really? Does she do that?” I didn’t know what ‘it’ was, nor did I want to. I remembered staying with my granny (my other granny) and seeing her voluminous underclothes hanging up to dry; acres of cotton, reinforced gussets and some kind of bust protector – I wouldn’t call it a bra since it was big enough to catch the whole North Sea cod stocks in it. I had no desire to understand what the well-dressed octogenarian was wearing under her knitted twinset these days. Still, they packed a bag, found. Kelly: I know you busy, I heard you fucking.She giggled at the thought of talking to her children using vulgar language.Amber: then what do you want?Kelly: I need your help kids please. Im desperate.As she finished saying that the door swung opened and Ethan stood there holding the door handle.Ethan: what is it mom?They looked at her and knew instantly what was going on as she was naked except for a pair of pantyhose which were soaking wet between her thighs.Amber: she has come to take.