Images flew into her mind, if her mother had put the boy up to this, or if this was some prank on her dad’s part. Then she saw a look of utmost expe...ctation on his face and realized that the boy sincerely meant what he said. She decided to be merciful and shoot down his little fantasy gently. ‘Well I don’t know, how old are you?’ she asked amusedly. ’13,’ he replied proudly. ‘Well I’m 23, are you sure that you want an old maid like me as your wife? Wouldn’t you prefer someone your own age?’ she. I looked at her sites, they showed women peeing in public places and peeing through their panties and even pants. The pictures turned me on. When Heather got home, I left one of the sites up, which focused on girls peeing through their panties and pants while masturbating themselves. She wondered over the computer and saw the screen. You caught me, I see, Heather said with a wicked grin on her face. I was smiling, too. What made you look at stuff like this? I asked. Your comment the other day. ‘What were you good at in school?’ ‘Everything.’ Christ, it’s like getting blood from a stone! When I had arrived at her offices, her secretary had shown me into the inner sanctum. Sandra had been seated and did not stand to greet me. The secretary had invited me to sit in front of the desk but I had chosen a chair beside a low table to one side. There were two chairs there but Sandra did not join me. I was offered tea and accepted. None came for Sandra who sat silently, looking at me through. She was weak from cumming, but mybrother did all the work for her, slamming his hard cock upwards into her.As she finally settled down, he slowed.He gently eased her off of him, and I could hear the audible noise hiscock made when it slipped out of her wet twat leaving a vacuum. Peterrolled her over onto her back, and Kelley obediently lay on the bed withher legs spread wide, invitingly.Her pink, swollen pussy lips were framed by that delicately trimmedpubic hair. Peter suddenly bent down.