"Amy, would you like me to lick your pussy while you suck my cock?" I asked her.The curls on both ends of her lips rose and her eyes widened as her fa...ce lit up with delight. "Ooh, I'd love that!" she answered.She moved to position herself over me, sliding one of her slender legs over my upper chest before she shuffled backwards. The smell of her sex whiffed up my nostrils, causing the sweet aroma of my her musky scent to bring rise to my own sexual lust to eat her out once more. Her body now. "That's good, ' he murmured, "keep going, nice and slow."We kissed once more and I used my other hand to fondle his balls."Oh, yeaaahh..." he moaned, "faster ... faster." I obliged, pumping his dick faster and harder until he began thrusting it through my fist. "Ohhh ... fuck!" he yelled.I began to worry that someone might hear us, so I kissed him again, hoping to stifle his moaning and shouting with my own mouth. It worked pretty well, and I kept my lips locked onto his until I felt his semen. Yes he did grandpa. He used me and used me and used me. But he’s nice grandpa. He tells me I’m beautiful. He gives me money. He buys me cool outfits to wear for him. I’m doomed now. You’re gonna tell daddy aren’t you. I’ll be grounded till I’m 50. Warren squirmed trying to get comfortable. His fat prick was twitching and so fucking hard. Harder, longer and thicker than he could ever remember. One last very important question munchkin. Those aspirin you brought me. What color were they? . It's still the same but the number is different."The weird Dr. Henderson rang the doorbell some forty-five minutes later. He greeted Gary then turned to Matt."Captain Bennett!' Matt shook his hand."Dr. Henderson, still trying to cure the loonies of this world?" Oh no. It's the psychiatrists who try to cure them. I am a psychologist, I just tell them how they can remain loony but be happy about it." He grinned. "Are you still going off to foreign parts and killing terrorists?" No, Hendy. I'm out.