Whack, whack, whack, whack. And she counted along, not missing one. Between Chantelle's sucking and stroking I wondered just how long I would last.I s...trapped Kaylee several more times, while she counted the now completed thirty strokes. I again stopped, and now Kaylee's ass looked like it had been sunburned for hours. It looked sore, and I imagined that she was in some serious pain and discomfort, added to by our short break, which was inflaming her cheeks even more.The combination of my. Perhaps I should come across as a well balancedmale just looking for a disguise to save his life. Or maybe I shouldpretend to be a woman trapped in a man's body looking for a real lifetest. Or maybe I should just tell him the truth.Sleep was hard to come by and the morning seemed to go very slowly.Finally Sam showed up at the door with Dr Wirtz, he was in his earlyforties, about 5"10" tall with a slim build. He had salt and pepper hairand a goatee and dark brown eyes. He told Sam to come back. “I am serious, Bella. You got to fuck Ben all through high school and college," my Mom pleaded. "He's mine now, and I would appreciate you not taking advantage of his loyalty to you."“Whoa…wait a minute,” I say to myself. Did my Mom just say that Aunt Bella had been fucking my Dad, Aunt Bella’s little brother, all through high school and college? I wanted to jump in and ask questions at this point, but I knew that this was the wrong place and time for me to make my presence known. I bit my. I was fucking her so hard that my sack was slapping against her clit and her tits were bouncing all over the place – (laughing in my head – good memories). It was always the slow, sexy, love making sessions that she enjoyed. I didn’t give her the option this time. It was face down, ass up, as I plowed in to Sheryl like a wild b**st on a****l Planet® with Mike Rowe as the commentator. The weekend came to an end and it was time to return back to campus on Sunday night. I said my goodbye’s to.