He was first bemused by the whole situation, then uncertain how he should respond to her obvious infatuation with him. Ultimately, he responded as a n...ormal fifteen year old male with a highly stimulated cock. He erupted, and she pulled herself to him, taking every surge against her chest.Even though he was shaky from his come, Dex reached back and shut off the water, then moved her over to sit on the back edge of the shower tub. He knelt in front of her and thrust his face into her crotch with. His balls were slapping her even harder and with one loud cry, he ejaculated deep inside her. Underneath his cry was the squelching sound of his thick load spilling out onto his balls as they tightened. His pace dwindled and he pulled back, withdrawing his pulsating cock. His purple tip was like a plug being pulled and his spunk began oozing from her gauged hole. At this point, I had gained steady momentum myself and was ready to blow. I looked at Janet……she was looking at me. I could not. "Don't even start that 'Mrs. Liebkind' nonsense, honey. You just go ahead and call me Kate." Kate," Claire repeated. "Very nice to meet you, Kate. I'm Claire Connelly." And who is this little guy?" Kate asked, stooping to pet Oliver."This is Oliver," Claire smiled. "He's my roommate back home."Kate ushered them into the house and steered them towards the guest bedroom on the ground floor. Will was glad to see that his mother had quartered Bob, Christa, and Erica in the upstairs bedrooms, which. The little girl slurped her milkshake. “Grame,” she pronounced. “Wri’er.”I raised an eyebrow at her mother, who was shaking her head. “Aibhilin, manners.”Slurp. “He goo’.”“Sorry,” Kat said, with a resigned smile, “my daughter doesn’t have much restraint.”“Do! ‘strained!”Kat chuckled. “Oh, yes. Very restrained. Sorry, Graham.”“No need. She’s brightened my day.”“Were you feeling down?” Her expression was odd, and she glanced at the little girl.“A bit. Aibhilin’s right. I’m a writer. At least, I’m.