She shudders. She cannot stop herself from staring. At my blackened, coral-torn legs, at my shattered feet. She cannot stop herself from staring.I smi...le. I turn the side of my face to her that still hints at my past loveliness. I whisper into her ear. I want her to remember me. To remember every part of my ugly, destroyed body. To know what He did to me. She should know me. I shouldn’t be a series of texts on a phone so easily thrown across the room at Him. She should know me. What He did to. An expression that Jack had used the other day--"suck-start a Harley through the exhaust pipe"--suddenly made sense, and the idea of Patty doing so almost made me explode in laughter at the mental image. Luckily, I didn't laugh, but my cock quickly erupted its seed into Patty's eagerly sucking mouth.I must have squirted two or three times, and Patty didn't cough or choke this time, managing to swallow every drop. For another minute or so, my balls continued to contract spasmodically, and Patty. I've wondered for a while what it would be like to suck another guy's dick and let him cum in my mouth. Vera loves sucking cock but does not like to swallow and that has kind of always disappointed me. I have tasted my own cum many times after jerking off.Vera asked, "What makes you want to see me getting fucked by a guy? Do you want to just watch or do you want to join in?" Well, kind of both," I said. "I’ve had had this dream about you having sex with a guy with a big cock that cums a lot.". She was dressed in a little white tank top and some tight-fitting cotton shorts. As she scampered across to the phone to find out who the unexpected visitor was, her 34C breasts bounced sexily in her top, free from the constrains of a bra as she had planned on relaxing alone tonight. As she reached the phone she picked it up and asked,"Who is it?" Brooke, it's your dad," he had a very stern tone from the very start, "let me in we need to talk." Yes, daddy." Brooke said back, tentatively. Her.