Then he could taste a real cunt. Bobby, would you like to lick my pussy?"Matilda felt her brother's head dig into her side. She hugged him tighter."Yo...u're all a bunch of assholes!" Matilda screamed. "Leave him alone! He never hurt anyone." Then sit down and finish your lunch," Cathy barked. "Both of you. What's the big fuckin' deal? Didn't you ever see your father fuck your mother?" No! She wasn't a slut." You mean she wasn't a real woman. Just some prude. Your father told me all about her. The. Fir maine deri na karte hue mami ko bed pe lita diya, aur apne lund unki chut me dalne laga, wo boli ruk ja! Itni jaldi kya kar raha hai, pehle isko taste to kar le mai bola matlab? Wo boli isko chaat….. fir mai kisi tarh se apna muh unki coot pe le gaya aur fir apni jeebh se unka choot chatne laga, bada azeeb sa salty taste lag raha tha, wo boli aur jor se chooso, fir mujse bhi maza aa raha tha aur mai jor jor se unki choot ko chus raha tha,Wo apna gand upar niche hila rahi thi aur ummm hummm. We took one last look around and then we moved out.It took us thirty-nine days but we finally reached Texas. Along the way we bartered two of the Sharps for goods, but kept the revolvers. At Harshel Zeb and I said goodbye and he headed for his place at Sawell’s Landing and I headed for mine outside of Livingston. He had about a three mile walk and I had about thirty to my place so we decided I would keep the wagon. I tried to talk him into letting me take him to his place, but he wanted to walk. She was seriously making me go back to my teenage years. I liked that. I might be getting older, but that doesn't mean that I can't carry her or that I have no strength. Quite the opposite. I make her wrap her legs around my torso and then I pull her off the counter. She gasps in shock and begins to giggle. "I always knew you were strong," she whispers in my ear. "I can't wait to have your dick in my mouth...." I gulped. I doubt she'd be able to get it in. "... I mean pussy," she giggles.