All of it. I squeeze his balls with my fingers, and slide my mouth down his shaft. I stop where I always stop –a few inches down – then I go for i...t and push on until my lips touch his testicles.”She is not just giving me a blow job. She’s bloody well deep throating me! She’s never put her lips so far down my cock. This is heaven. And now she is bobbing up and down, coating my cock with saliva. It’s glistening with slipperiness. I’ve got to give her a sign that this is fucking magnificent, so I. It was so real I could almost touch it. I would lie in my bed at night with a candle lighting my room, illuminating a huge poster of a beautiful couple who walked, huddled together arm in arm. As I closed my eyes and let my slim fingers slide down through the fine wisp of hair on my pubic mound to open the lips of my wet sex it was always the woman in the picture who remained with me. I could feel her blonde corkscrew curls on my inner thighs as she pressed her head between my spread legs, and. I never seen chunky legs like these before and was overwhelmed with them.Next was her pussy, another first for me, she was so hairy and I was intrigued by her fat chubby lips sticking out from the mass of dark curly hair.I was ready to fuck my mom, cock sticking straight out in front of me and lined up with her fanny entrance. She had lifted her feet on my bum and took me by surprise, the force she used to pull me in to her; she must have strong leg muscles. My cock slipped in to her moist love. "Don't be angry, Daddy," I said softly. "It'll take a lot more than that man to keep me out of action."I could see in his eyes the struggle between wanting revenge and just hoping that I would not be paralyzed. I didn't have the words to reassure him. I couldn't see God giving me this chance only to disable me. But I could feel the wetness running down my cheeks. God, I was scared!Wendy's face came into view as Mike turned away. I could see the makeup and eyeliner I had put on her earlier in.