.. but I’m pretty sure she’ll figure out I’m just after my money.A 13 year old weasel walks into a bar and approaches the counter. The bartender... immediately notices the underage weasel. “Sir, you look extremely young. I can’t serve you even a single beer”. “Oh c’mon. You can’t just slide me one?” “Can’t and will not serve to anyone under age”. “Fine. Well what other things do you have?” “Well for non-alcoholic drinks I have tap water and bottled water, I have coffee, and I have pop. Which would. I could feel the powerful eruptions of his cum going deep into my vagina. But the aftermath would be different this time. He would not allow me to get myself cleaned up. In fact, he forced me to lay there as his seed dribbled out of me. I had to go to sleep in a pool of my father's ejaculate. It only got worse from there, as my older sibs Matt and Tobias got into the act. They would force me to kneel doggie-style on the floor, and would alternate fucking my mouth and my cunt. Matt was. This difference in their professional curriculum clearly reflected in their physical appearances. While Wendy was a vivacious tanned brunette who did not appear a year above thirty, Bobby looked thirty years her elder – a balding heavy set man with a pasty complexion. Bobby had always under-matched his wife in the marital bed and had gradually deteriorated from a sub-performer to a non-performer. Consequently, their sexual play had degenerated from mutual affection and sex in more traditional. She felt something sticky on what was obviously a nice soft ass. It took her a second to realize that he hadn't come in her, but pulled out and sprayed on her ass! It was delicious! Smooth on her tongue and a warm feeling enveloped her as she found every little bit of his cum from every nook and cranny of her ass, back, and even the back of her thighs. The person behind her, she thought it was the other woman from how soft and gentle they were, got seriously into tongue fucking her asshole, so.