My dick was still well lubricated from her orgasm. My rubbing began to get shorter and more focused until the head hit her sweet brown rosebud.Out of ...her haze she said, “No Daddy that’s still cherry.”Just as she finished her sentence I thrust forward until the head of my cock and two inches had claimed her anal cherry. Unable to crawl away from the weight of my body she was forced to succumb to my thrusting.Leaning down to her ear I whispered, “You’re Daddy’s nasty girl now.”The tightness of. Lovely weather here. Paul’s just left for a pop concert.” “Good. It’s kind of you to have him stay while we’re away. I know he’s not a teenager any more, but we couldn’t trust him with the house.” “It’s my pleasure darling. Are you having a good break? Been in the sea yet?” “No, not yet. We had some trouble with the Morris on the way down but Derek soon sorted that. The sea air’s given him a new lease of life though! We’ve been in bed most of the time! The cottage is lovely and the bay is. .. anyway - guaranteed to make a dead man rise, and I didn't think I was that, not unless I really had died and gone to nerd heaven, but then how was Jenny there as well... Damn! I digress.Anyway there's dear Jenny's chest, breathing distance from me, mesmerising me, tantalising me, curing me of all ill's - quite taking my mind of any problems I might have, other than the fact that Jenny is kneeling astride me in her haste to succour and help this poor injured nerd.She could see I was coming. ” His father... also white... probably from Natchez... was also unknown. Thus, through the introduction of two generations of unknown white fathers, the heritage of his mother’s had been diluted to one-fourth.Harold and Shelly were married on Halloween. There were several reasons why they chose that date. One was that they knew that the Justice of the Peace who could marry them would be highly inebriated on hard cider at the town Halloween party. He always was and this year was no different..