”My father gave you pain and you lost 25 years of fucking. I want to give you so much pleasure for the rest of your our lives that you will forget w...hat my father did to you.” I teased her. There was a big smile on mom’s face and said, “Yes son, you are right, you don’t enjoy a fuck in a hurry. Take all the time you want to fuck me. I love being fucked by you. Make me enjoy every moment of it. Like me mom too enjoyed talking dirty. The way she kept using the word fuck again and again was a. Behind her was the glass front of a trophy case, in the reflection of which I could enjopy the vision one of my favorite little get-ups. At my insistence, today she had shed her blouse, her little A-cup bra, and her pleated skirt, and was kneeling in only her white cotton panties, her white knee socks, and her white and blue saddle shoes. I had an excellent reflective view of her tightly-clad, sweet little fifteen-year-old bottom, as well as the back of her bobbing head and long brown hair. I. Addison leaned over to kiss my cheek as she rolled off of me onto the bed. I laid flat on the bed in disarray for a few moments. Michael grab the unused condoms and placed then back in the box and threw them at me laughing. He said I guess you don't need these from what he had seen.Addison was smiling and thanked Michael for being her first by filling her little ass with his big cock. That was the first time she ever had anal sex in her life. Michael went downstairs to get dressed as Addison. " So the visions, the passion?" William's eyes widened."All induced, and all, but all, false. Of course such powerful substances are addictive, and over a lifetime highly toxic." Holmes smiled warmly, "Which is one of the real reasons for the gloves - protection." There are other reasons for the gloves? I thought they protected the image." Pearson asked."Protection from that applied to the false icons, and as weapons. The gloves gave you have been impregnated on the outer layer with one extract.