..noooo...please stop...I can't....take...any....more...' Bradley grind deep into me and held me tight in his vise like grip as I felt his penis throb... and explode deep in my bowels. Three, five, seven squirts of semen struck my anal walls as he emptied his load of baby making fluid deep inside of me. Eight ten, was he ever going to stop coming I thought. I could feel the excess as it squished from around his penile shaft and my outer anal ring. Bradley took hold of my head and pulled my face. When I awoke that morning, the sun was peeringthrough the window and the morning dew created a reflection that dancedacross the bedroom ceiling. I awoke, showered, and dressed for work withnew, red lace panties and bra underneath. He laid asleep as I slippedout the door. I threw my delicate, cum-scented laundry into the dryer,started the crock pot, and headed off for the morning. I had a bit ofshopping to do in preparation for the day. After a few hours, when Iknew he had left for his. My mom was the average kind of woman..not too fat but not on the skinny side either.Her breasts were of 38D nice wide hips and long legs.Her wheatish skin was always a complement to her beauty along with her shoulder length straight black hair.She always wore that low cut blouses revealing her smooth skin at her back and her sarees were worn so low,below the belly button that much of her midriff was exposed from behind.Every man who came home or saw her on the street used to stare at her which. " Am not! I'm a man. Strong like an ox." Well, as strong, no, but as smart as one, maybe." Oh, shut up. Now that hurts, and how would you know that girls are softer than guys anyway?" Well, Melanie of course." Oh, yeah, I forgot. Do you two do anything when I'm not around?" A little, sometimes. Just kissing mostly." Oh, I see. Your bed?" Well, we used yours once. Melanie said something about the smell in there, it reminded her of you. And I have to say she was right."I had seen my sister and.