“Daddy will you get my undies and put them on for me.” They were rolled into a thin strip dangling from her ankle now. I struggled to get up to my knees to untangle them and said, “You know Princess, these are not undies, honey this is a thong and I still say very inappropriate for a girl your age.” I finally got them untangled. I eyeballed the front and the back and then slipped them on for her. Once she felt nice and snuggly with her thong nuzzling her itty-bitty-pussy and her string nice and straight between the crack of her ass cheeks, she rolled off the bed grabbing her tiny purse and skipped into my bathroom. Several seconds later there was a noise, a steady stream of urine hitting the bowl then the toilet flushing. When my Princess reappeared inside the bedroom she stood there with a smile on her twink face. There she was, in all her glory, my little Catholic schoolgirl. Every young boy’s and man’s fantasy. She stood just under five feet tall and ninety pounds if she was lucky of pure gymnastic and ballerina muscle. Her Thai cum jet-black hair was in a single ponytail dangling to the middle of her back. She was in uniform wearing her powder blue top with her small school badge that looked like a tiny police officer’s badge just above her left A-cup breast. She had that light green tie snuggled between her teeny tiny breasts. My eyes trailed down her flat stomach to her same powder blue and light green plaid skirt that anal fell just above her knees. The skirt hugged her budding round buttocks that would make any man want to just take a bite out of it. Just below that was her calf high white socks and black patent leather shoes. She smiled at me and said, “Had to get rid of the evidence Daddy.” She looked over at the clock and panic started to set back in again and she said, “God I’ve got a few minutes to get down the street to catch the bus.” She looked at me as my penis was resting on my thigh with a small bead of sperm dangling from the tip. She had this disappointed look on her face as she yelled at me, “Daddy I can’t always be the one that makes sure all the evidence is cleaned up.” She made her way to my side of the bed pointing at my half limp cock and angerly said, “Look at this!! You can’t leave this like this Daddy. What if mom were here and walked in on you?” She grasped my shaft raising it upwards. “See, why didn’t you tell me you still had some cum left inside of your shaft.” She bent over and opened her mouth. She licked my thigh first cleaning the wet sperm spot then she opened her mouth and sucked the last of my sperm from the tip of my penis. I mean Jesus Christ the way she sucked the cum out was making me hard again. She smiled at me opening her mouth and stuck her tongue out. “See Daddy, that is just way too much sperm to waste. I don’t like it when you hold out on me like this. I worked hard for your sperm boy and I deserve gay every last drop of it. Besides, this would leave a big bad stain on mommy’s silk sheets then you’d have to explain why and what happened. “Oh, so you’re saying you have a bigger cock than me?” She lived five more days after that before she died and I was called to make the four hour round to retrieve her twink lovely remains. Jeff carefully pulled the long rod out, twisting it and careful not to pull out the knotted string as he did so. Grabbing her tiny gay butt cheeks in his massive hands, the mature gentleman lifted her into the air. I cup your arse in my oily hands and kneel down to lift your cunt lips onto my tongue. And that is a lot!" "My legs won't get that tired, I have Neptune to help me." She felt me through them, stimulating my dick. Mark's eyes shifted back toward the computer screen. “Oh, honey, I do,” my wife said. The unusually tall, 6 foot 3 Marge, steps her heels into the stall, closes the door and locks it behind her. I never gave a shit about that job, and I still don’t. It’s…” I twirled my hand, searching for the words, “My girls are grown now, and I’ve seen them a grand total of a year since they were five. 'What the fuck am I going to do with her' He thought in frustration, stepping quickly out of his room to the bathroom. He squeezed them as he let out a groan. I need to feel you as you use me." I thought I was going to go mad from sexual desire cum and craving him, when he paused and placed a big kiss, right in the center of my pussy. Session 1 with Mercedes Daniels She wore a white one-piece and stockings. I sighed, realizing that I had become relegated to simply another one of the many expensive furnishings that comprised anal ‘Frank’s Big Collection of Toys’. Anna heard Mel grunt, and somehow she knew Shari was also tonguing his cock as it fucked in and out of her ass. Part way back through the forest the object began to glow and hum. She clawed the hay as Maggie held her hand tight over her mouth. She arched her back and cried out in pleasure. After all hadn't the young man on the train said as much, perhaps that was why they had picked a train that arrived at this late hour of the say, because they knew they were almost certain to be approached. “Oh?” I raise my eyebrow at my procurement specialist. "That may be so sir, though against your race was the only time they combined their power to defeat you. This is the continuing story of Grace McBride, a former attorney with a boy hard-driving, dominant, and extroverted personality; or, at least, that was what she showed the professional world, the image she cultivated from childhood because it was demanded that she succeed.