.. the woman was randy as could be and badly wanted to get fucked on at least a daily basis, if not more. Even when she had been too sore after giving... birth, the woman insisted on me dry-humping her from behind so that she could get off on that! She always seemed desperate to get laid and even at her worst, never seemed to fail to put out for me.As it happened, we forgot that her parents had keys to the house and they chose to enter from the kitchen, so as not to make too much commotion. They. Mark had some girly magazines layed out on my bed he was knelt in front of them with a pair of my dirty knickers held up to his face. He was naked and I looked down and saw his arm moving up and down. I was behind him so he did not see me walk in. 'What do you think you are doing' I shouted out. Mark jumped out of his skin, he didn't know what to do he tried to cover his privates and hide my knickers behind his back. I called im all the dirty fuckers under the sun and threated to to Mum and Dad. Then I began to slowly pump my penis back and forth.Me: “Mom, am I a good boy?”Mom: “Yes, Alex, you are mommy’s special boy.”I continued to thrust in and out.Me: “Are you proud of me?”Mom alternated between saying “Yes” and groaning after each thrust.I decided that inserting half of my penis was not enough. I needed more. I then pushed the full length of my penis inside. Mom screamed with a combination of pain and ecstasy. Mom: “I can’t believe this is happening. This is like a dream.”I. When last I wrote in you I was planning my escape, with dear, unfortunate Amelia, from the island of St. Roger, which we had infiltrated for the purposes of aiding our Captain in her raid upon its stores. We made our way the next day to the north of the island, and joined our Sapphic sisters that night in loading and making away with a vast quantity of gold, powder, hogs and ale.We set the magazines a-blaze and then sailed away, thoughts of a delicious celebration in our minds. We had in fact.