Please feel free to read Parts 1-5 of the series if that’s what you’re here for. Part 6 is going to be a VERY different kind of read... I actually have a surprise...this series was only supposed to be a 6-Part story. When I wrote Part 6, I realized that is was WAYYYY too long!! I decided to split it up into three parts! So guess what? “Mrs. Taylor (THE MILF) is now officially an EIGHT-PART series!!! Since I’ve written it already, Parts 7 AND 8 will be released VERY shortly following Part blowjob 6! To all those that prefer to read stories here with a much larger story-line than just a sex read, I truly hope you enjoy this! •••••••••• Two months have gone by. Time could not have been ANY slower. But at last, I have finished another year of college! I load up my last few bags from my dorm into my car, and I start my journey back home to San Diego. As I turn into my driveway, I can see my dad mowing the lawn in the front. When I get out of my car, he stops and greets me. “Hey Lucas! How’s my college boy doing?” I embrace my father with a hug and a big smile on my face. “So Happy to be home and out for the summer dad! Take it. They didn’t need a lot of help. “Aaahh… aaaahh… Fuck! Then I realized she's right there Fili looked up to gauge the reaction he was fearing from his uncle but all he saw was good humor reflected in his eyes as he smiled gently at his nephew. Carlos, wtf you look like shit too. Especially Finn… She hated her needy cunt and her fat whorish tits, and she wanted them to hurt, to be in pain. She had never said anything unseemly, though. I leaned down, engulfing her sore nub, soothing it with my wet mouth. As Glenda got into this with her, they soon found a rhythm to it and each was very much enjoying the trip. Her mouth curled up to a slight grin then she said “You do it.” “I’ll remember,” she murmured. I knew I shouldn’t but without really thinking about it did it anyway. I had trouble keeping my eyes open during it, but I managed, barely. Giving her forehead a light kiss, I knelt down in front of her as I grabbed the base of her shirt, pulling it up over her head. Violet takes me to a small boat and loads up my stuff onto it. “But apparently, that’s how you do things in Alkandra!” Faltia furiously scribbled on her parchment, “Do you blowjob want to integrate yourself with the populous you rule? Years of pent up emotions, guilt, sorrow, shame, hatred, loneliness, all washed away in a never ending flood of tears.