”We were staring at each other, our cocks throbbing, and I asked, “Is that why you invited me along?”“Maybe.”Our cocks were fully hard and t...hrobbing. We were sitting facing each other and I could see the black length rising smoothly from his wrinkly ball sac, and in my mingled fascination and shame it called out to me. I wanted to finger it, stroke it, grip it tightly, feel it pulse as it drained to my touch, and perhaps more. The memory of my pulsing cock head spewing hot cum onto my face and. Oh yes, Deepak said and pulled out of me telling me to wait one minute and he went off and brought back a large beach towel and positioned it under me. Once again we got into position and Deepak slid his even stiffer cock back into me and began thrusting as deep as he could get inside me. His strokes were slow and even deeper than before and he told me he was sure his cock head was now burying itself in my poop inside me.He pulled out all the way and we saw he was correct because his cock head. The coolness of the breeze blew around her body and it felt good to her. Yes, Amelia was communing with nature in the most natural of ways this morning; something she did periodically. However, she had to be careful when she did. Amelia never wanted her eighteen year old son to catch her.Amelia got pregnant with Scotty when she was sixteen and was devastated when his father walked out on her the day she told him she was pregnant. She had loved him and wondered how in the world she was going to. More than she expected flared around her palm and her fingertips, swirling like a blue haze. She gritted her teeth, feeling the sting, the burn of magical power. It took a concentrated effort to bleed it off without singing herself.“And what?” Markova asked.Kaleb let out a wracking cough. Cinder’s eyes flicked to his age-ravaged features and she tried to clamp down on the swelling guilt inside of her as effectively as she had bled off the excess mana. Trying to sound professional, she said:.