But at the same time I didn't know how Kevin would react. We had never talked about my fantasy. I was always ashamed of it. "Carly, do you ever fuck m...en?" She rolled facing me, so I did the same. "Of course I do, why?" Well I want to continue sleeping with you, but I'm not sure what Kevin would say, so I was wondering if he was ok with it if you would mind sleeping with both of us." In my mind I felt if we were both there it wouldn't be cheating. Of course, I was hoping Kevin would go along. His hand wiggled and prodded the end of the plug. Each touch, each movement was felt deep inside.'Finally..' she thought. Barbie was so ready and at this point she was willing to do anything to get a little.“Come with me.” he said, grabbing her wrist and forcefully leading her to the little hall between the bathrooms.He pushed her back roughly against the wall. Sensations flooded her body. She couldn't wait.“Kiss me!” she gasped.He was already there and slid one hand down to lift her skirt and. I wanted her so badly.“Oh, mommy, this feels so good. I've fantasized about this moment so often,” I confided.“How often, son?” my mother asked.“Too often to remember,” I responded.“Just give me a number,” she insisted.“Probably hundreds of times, mom,” I finally admitted. “Thinking of you always makes me hard. I love to ejaculate while I imagine your pretty face. I’d cum all over my stomach while moaning and saying your name out loud.”As I answered, my mom’s breathing became heavier. She was. The first to move in was Colonel Abubakar Ibn Abbas, newly and precipitately promoted from Rifleman and being tutored in the art of being a gentleman officer by General Mustapha. He had had some weeks of intensive coaching at the General's own home, and managed to fit in pretty well. To survive in any army in the world as a Rifleman needed some ability to adopt protective colouring; to survive for fifteen years in the Royal Kobekistani Army without a promotion demanded chameleon-like qualities..