Willie slid his throbbing tube of meat up my butt crack and pressed his huge penile glans against my puckering anus. Willie said '...relax your self m...an, I'm coming in...' I gripped the cushions and blanket in my fingers as he pressed against me and my outer sphincter muscle ring tried to open up to accept his tool. Willie said '...your ass hole show is tight, Charlie did say he like fuck your ass...' the pain was almost unbearable as Willie pushed his huge penile glans past my outer sphincter. " Thank you," I said to Cyndi. I turned to look at Gloria. "Honey there is something I want to tell you." I thought you made changes?" Gloria asked.I had just noticed the black drapes were back up. The walls were back to being a dark blue. Most of the furniture had made their way back into the house."I can't live in this place!" Gloria shouted. "It looks dead, who could live here?" she began to walk around.She kept saying bad things about the house, the decorations, the carpet. Gloria then. A week and a half later, it was a Tuesday morning and I was sitting at the dining room table. I was holding mom’s hair back as she rapidly worked my prick with her mouth and hands. I was looking at the top of her head move up and down, but I was keeping a ear out, incase some one was coming down the stairs.“Oh God I’m gonna cum ... don’t stop ... Oh God ... ahhhhh!” I filled her mouth, and watched her work to swallow it all fast enough. She sucked on the head and used her hands to milk the rest. You’ll be a lot better off and you’ll have an even chance to make good money working for my dad.”“This is a hundred dollars!” He exclaimed as he looked at the bills in his hand, then up at Little Eli.“My dad and I don’t like to see anyone get stepped on. Come to Crow Ridge next week and meet with my dad, you’ll see.”“You’re going to win all four races this weekend, ain’t you? That Paint horse of yours can’t be beat by the horses racing here this weekend. I’m not sure there’s a horse alive that.