She moved one of her hands around to my front, and let her fingers walks from my belt to where my penis was bulging out in my pants. She traced the he...ad of my penis. She said she didn’t think she would try to make a bulge that big. I grabbed a cloth towel from my desk – we always had them around for cleaning up, and rolled it into a tight tube like form. Then I took it and pulled down the front of her pants, and placed the rolled cloth in front where a penis would be. She placed her hand on. “I know. That’s why I have her bend over as often as I can find the time”, I replied.He laughed, I laughed. She moaned, then gagged as I thrust my cock deeper.He spanked her, my submissive slut, as I fucked her mouth, and at some point I slipped the question. I knew it was a little more than we had agreed on, but I had a feeling she wouldn’t mind. Besides, she was mine to offer.“Would you like to do more than spank her? In a more private setting, of course.”He looked at me for a moment, before. “You taste so good” uncle Steve mumbled from between my legs. My chest began to rise and fall with my ever quickening breaths.He then inserted what felt like his whole hand into my tight pussy. My pussy clenched, my eyes shot open, and I looked down. I did not want to lose my virginity this way! “Don’t worry. I’ll be careful," Uncle Steve said reassuringly. He slowly fingered my pussy with only his little finger. “You’re so tight, Lacey girl” he said excitedly. Once I was able to relax, words. They had married right after high school and Howard had insisted that she stay home and make a home for him and the kids. They found out later that she could not have children and she always felt as though she was only half a woman. They struggled to put Howard through college and Carl Detroit had paid for Howard's MBA on the grounds that it would make him more valuable to the company. She knew that Howard always had a bet on all of the Pro Football games, but she didn't realize that he had a.