I almost cried. When I turned to see Barry behind me with an erection,I begged him to butt fuck me.This was the plan all along, to not just make me ad...dicted to cock, but I was addicted to Barry's cock and his domination.I watched intensely over my shoulder as he pushed his cock deep in me. After a few moments I began moving. Now I was fucking back as Barry just held his boner in my butt. I had found that sweet spot, where his cock touched my prostate. My breathing got heavier and I was moaning. She became a stunning beauty, and her education consisted of whatever the traveling school master’s could teach her. Anyway, I do go on. Tomorrow is the wedding of Adele Sophia Carruthers to Jacques Bearclaw Mayhew. Dellie came to me and asked about her ancestors and all the portraits all over the house and who they were. I have kept sort of a diary, but I have a clearer mind now than ever. I will be 100 on my next birthday, and so remember quite a lot. But what to tell her? The Carruthers have. I hear him give a low moan at this and so I open my slutty red lips and engulf his cock to the best of my ability. I've gotten quite a bit of blowjobs over the years and just repeat what I have seen women do to me. As I continue deep throating him, I feel his dick swell up to its full length. I go down as far as I can and look in the mirror to realize that I have only half of his cock in my mouth! I caress the underside of his shaft with my tongue and pull back and kiss the head. I then start. Alone in the newspaper office, Trish finished the story she was working on, put it in the editor’s basket, then turned to leave. She was startled when Buddy Marks walked in. She’d gone out with him a few times and he was a member of a gang of kids she used to hang out with before she started seeing Mrs. Thompson. He was small, stocky, none too clean, and a little stupid. She wondered why she ever thought he was cool and felt a little ashamed of herself for having had sex with him. She hadn’t.