“Can we fuck?” Timmy asked his voice, quivering with anticipation.“We probably shouldn’t.” I said, “But yes, Timmy, I want you to fuck me.... Do you want to push that great big hard cock into Aunt Kerrie’s hot, wet pussy?” Not for the first time calling myself Aunt Kerrie added to my sexual tension.I moved towards him, straddling him. His cock was sticking up, straight and hard. Gently I let it touch me. Its bulbous head brushed my clit. The resulting moan I couldn’t stifle.“Careful,” I said to. " At this point, the kid burst out crying. This pulled off a miracle; it got a heartfelt response out of a Springer audience. "Don't cry, Suzie, we have your wife-turned-mother here with us today, and here she comes now." The music started up again, and out came Samantha, to sit over by her wailing child. "That's okay, sweetie, mama's here, shushhhh." Before long, Suzie was calmed down enough for Jerry to speak. "Okay, Samantha, for the sake of argument, let's say that. .. only changed*****Four times, ladies and gentlemen. ?FOUR.As in, three strikes, plus one because I'm too goddamn nice.?*****Patrick may very well have been the star-crossed love of my life. When we met it was pure lightning bolt ⚡, all the way. Our connection has always been intense and emotional. Even during our down times, we talked. Over the past two years, he has been my mainstay; the one person in the world to whom I could tell absolutely anything. I loved him. I still love him. I will. I gasped and Mr. Steel stopped pushing. The pain was intense but subsided as quickly as it had started. "It's OK," I said as the pain began to leave, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Mr. Steel smiled and said, "I know but let's just wait a minute." He laid on top of me with the head of his cock in my ass and looked deep in my eyes, rubbed my cheeks with the back of his hand, and kissed me. My ass really began to relax and he slowly moved forward. This time it wasn’t pain but extreme pleasure I.