After a while, she measured me again. Justto be sure. Turns out the first measurement had been wrong. So shebrought other bras for me to try on. None ...fit. She measured me againand you know what? The first measurement was again the correct one andthe second wrong. This continued for two hours and by that time she hadasked a co-worker of hers for help. Mavis all the while played innocentand understanding. You know. To shift attention away from her. Thenthey got the manager and she knew Mavis.. "So juicy in here, all satin and velvet, but wet and slidy," Glynn said, and his mother began to stir, to hike her downy belly in response to his hungry, twisting thrusts. "G-Glynn, my son," she murmured, putting her arms around the small of his back, pulling him tightly to her arching body as he shoved the meat home, releasing him so he could draw back for another stroke."My darling boy--love you, love you so much--" And Glynn muttered, "I'm fucking her, dad--fucking the pussy you just. He pulled her mouth back up to his cock and rubbed the head down the length of her tongue. She tasted herself there and cringed in disgust. "Open your mouth wider." he said, through ragged breaths. She did and he put just the tip of his dick in her pretty, pink mouth before telling her "Wrap your lips around your teeth.". She was confused for a moment, but once she did so, he pushed half of himself into her mouth. She squeezed her eyes shut, repulsed by the strange, new texture on her tongue. Scuford feels the warmth radiating on his hands.“How do you call?”, Scuford asks. The bull looks at him, already a bit bewildered. “Call me R Tur” he says while undoing the beardog’s belt and jeans which fall on the ground. He sees a nice thick dick, erect and willing to give pleasure, covered in a hairy bush. Scuford reacts likewise and opens the button of the bull his pants, kneeling down and revealing an already hard penis. They pull each other close again and their two dicks meet. Their.