Pull it out. Please, pull it out." "Sorry honey, I can't," Lisa told her apologetically. "Once his knot is in, he can't pull it out until he's finishe...d. Just try to relax and the pain will get better."Before Emily could reply, Max turned his head to ceiling and howled loudly. At the same time Emily noticed that Max had stopped fucking her and just stood there with his knot tied inside of her hole. The fact that the prick had stopped thrusting in and out of her body reduced the pain in her cunt. Right deep and up toward my belly. Like that.’ ‘My dick doesn’t bend that way.’ ‘Just… well how did you hit..? just do it… yes… right like… oh-mmmmm.’ ‘You were saying she didn’t just fuck gramps.’ ‘Mom won’t say exactly… just that…’ She went quiet again, letting her mind concentrate on his movements inside her. She rolled her hips to angle his cock toward that spot. ‘Did witches…’ he asked. She didn’t want to be disturbed at this point but listened with a smidgen of her concentration. ‘… you. ”“Don’t mention this ever again,” I muttered.He laughed.“Oh, no. I’m never gonna let you live this down.”“Fuck you.”“I thought we had a no ‘whatever’ rule tonight.”“I’m leaving.”Wes walked over and put his arms around me. I didn’t fight it. God. It felt so good. He was warm, impossibly warm, and the way we fit was right, just right.“Don’t leave,” he said, rubbing my back.“Still considering it.”He tipped my head back.“Let me change your mind.”“No,” I said stubbornly, looking away. “You nearly. " You are serious, aren't you?" Most definitely." Okay, I like the blond guy here and this black dude. They didn't send dick pics, but based on the bulges in their underwear I think they look promising." Perfect. I'll meet them for coffee to make sure they are nice guys."I immediately texted both of them. I said I wanted to meet each of them for a coffee and talk first. We set dates and times.The first one I met was Tom, the blond guy. He was tall athletic, handsome and in his early twenties..