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Innocent? Yeah right!

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Don’t I just look so sweet and innocent? You know my innocent look really does come in handy. I get out of SO much trouble, by just playing the dumb blonde role. I have used lines like “I did not know he was married” or ” Oh, no I am still a virgin” since I was 15. And believe me I was no virgin at 15. People just cant help but to believe my innocent look, “she could have never seduced her teacher, he must have come on to her.” But little do they know, underneath this innocent look, lies the nastiest slut you could ever encounter. I love being bad, and using my body to tempt men. I started at a young age. I learned that how you dress and how you act means a lot. We give off a lot of signals and never even realize. I started by teasing my dad. Once I wore a short dress with no panties. I bent over just enough so that he could see I have nothing on underneath the dress. My dad followed me around that entire day. Once I realized I could manipulate my daddy by dressing in a very provocative manner, I knew I’d have him wrapped around my finger for the rest of my life. And once I tamed that big bad bulldog, I knew I could tame any man. I just wink, innocently bend over, spread my legs, and men drop like flies. It’s amazing what men will do for pussy. And that’s what I like to see, just how far you are willing to go to get that hard cock of yours, in this wet cunt of mine. Are you willing to suck a cock? Are you willing to eat my ass? Will you let me piss in your mouth? Will you dress up in heels, lace, and garters, and prostitute yourself all for my profit? Let me know how far you’ll go to get this tight, wet pussy?

BABY GIRL EMMA

Pindick training, part 1…Know your role!!!

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Welcome all to the first of what I hope is an informative and eye opening look into an untapped resource that is available to all us ladies out there.

Imagine having a man at your beck and call, ready to drop his plans and pick you up, always willing to give your feet a rub or help you get ready for a night out. A man you can be yourself around, bitch about your boyfriends or take him shopping! A man who you can have fun teasing and a man who will always be there, begging for more, whether it’s a sexy back rub you want, a shoulder to cry on, or even a girlfriend to go panty shopping with!

I’m here to tell you that all of you women could have all this and more. All it takes is a little effort to find the right specimen, a little time to condition and emasculate the poor little dear, and the willingness to flirt and demand in just the right ways for you to have your very own human puppy dog.

Over the course of these guides, I’ll be telling you the best ways I’ve found to capture a man with a small penis under your spell, how to keep him there, and the amazing and fun things he’ll be desperate to do for you just to stay around in your company.

But first, what is a pindick? It might seem like an obvious question, but a lot of ladies out there don’t give them much of a thought at all (no wonder why!). A pindick is a cute name for a man with a below average sized penis. Anything under 5 ½ inches is definitely considered small, and the psyche of the men who have been cursed with these little units is preprogrammed ready for you to exploit.

It’s especially useful if you can find a guy with a really small penis, especially in it’s width. There’s been a lot of movement lately to make a guy with a small penis feel more like a man by stressing the importance of girth, so if you have one who’s packing a skinny pencil down there, he’ll be all the more easy to control.

The nature of a pindick is a curious thing indeed. I personally get off on the sexual humiliation of others, love watching boys squirm and beg for what they so desperately want. A guy with a small penis is the ultimate victim of sexual humiliation. Whilst other things can be worked on, looks improved, money gained, there is still no way for an itsy-bitsy penis to become anything more than just that.

Imagine for a moment that you’re a man with a small cock. No doubt you’ve felt the shame of being small all your post-pubescent life. Maybe other boys teased you growing up? Even if they didn’t you certainly wouldn’t have felt as masculine as them. Maybe you’ve had girlfriends laugh at you, or dates refuse you sexual contact. To be seen by the outside world as a sexual inferior, to know in your heart and mind that there is nothing you can do about it, to feel like you’ll never be as masculine or confident as other blessed men. This is the mind of a pindick.

Because of this, a lot of pindicks feel like they somehow deserve a rougher treatment. They don’t have the goods to please a woman, so they’re not surprised when she passes them over for another man. You will hardly ever find a pindick with a healthy or even regular sex life, it simply isn’t available to them. Because of this the pindick cherishes any woman who will give him the time of day, but he’s also away that normal sexual roles are an unlikely eventuality. He will do almost anything to please an attractive woman, often despite his better judgment. Because he doesn’t feel that he deserves sexual equality, it is incredibly simple to reduce a pindick to an emasculated, inferior status.

But does a pindick grow tired of trying to date or please women? In my experience, the answer is a firm no. Because his sexual dreams lie unfulfilled, the intensity and obsessive nature of them often consumes his thoughts. A lot of pindicks are virgins, so they have that social stigma to shame them as well and in our sex-obsessed society almost all unfulfilled little babydicks are horny little masturbaters.

This is where we come in! If you’re reading this and wondering why anyone would want to do this to a man, I will address that later. Just bear in mind that if you have a pindick as a friend, you can certainly tweak his buttons and play to his insecurities in just the right ways to gain full control over his sexually obsessed little package.

What you gain out of it is remarkably rewarding. A guy who worships the ground you walk on, is available 24/7 to tend to your needs and whims, is forced to concede your right to date and fuck other men and who will only grow more and more attentive and obedient over time.

Keep in mind that to start with this is subtle domination. The pindick will never feel like a slave, nor you a mistress. You will feel like two regular friends, except you will discover you are able to expect and request a great deal more from him. A pindick will always hide his true pindick status (as best he can) so the public will see you as friends.

It is, in fact a nice way to foster a close and rewarding relationship (for both parties) with a man who is simply unable to ever rise to the role of a sexual equal. By following my suggestions correctly, he will never guess that you are manipulating him, in fact he will be glad for your relationship and seek to please you.

It is possible to continue the relationship with subtle manipulation. It is also possible to embark on a new form of relationship, one with more explicit demands and one in which he will definitely feel like a true submissive. I have had both forms of relationships, and can recommend both of them. It is up to you how far you twist your pindick around your little finger.

The system I have devised is a remarkably simple set of instructions, based on the 5 tenets of “Pindick Conditioning and Control”. Even if you are skeptical about your chances of capturing the attention of a little pindick, or even if you are morally or in any way opposed to the idea, I urge you to read on, to consider what I have to say and to see if you can’t find some aspect that may work for you.

A quick summary of the positive points of having a little pindick under your control –

* He is always be there for you. He will drop everything to be by your side or to help you in any way.

* He will never say no to you, so back rubs, running errands, even household chores can be expected of him

* Many women gain a sexual charge from controlling a man, especially a man they are not even sleeping with.

* He works in a good tandem with a regular boyfriend, who may not care too much about every last person in your office, or your exercise regime, or girly conversations. A pindick will be there to listen to you, no matter what your pick for conversation is.

* Shopping! It’s always much more fun shopping with another person, so if you know in the back of your mind that he’s available any time, you know you can always have a girlfriend to shop with.

* He is a true friend. Despite however cynical or mean my suggestions may sound, they are built around a mutual love of each other.

Keep in mind that this is not an explicit sexual or Dominant / submissive relationship. The outside world will view it as a normal friendship. He will view it as a friendship where you are slightly demanding, but still nothing more than that. By taking small steps with your domination of him, you will learn to control him bit by bit, until he is so infatuated with you that he cannot see the hold you have over him.

It is also not a mean relationship. Sure, I would never consider sleeping with any of the pindicks I have been friends with in the past, and yes I have used them for my own personal gain and pleasure. But pindicks are not likely to form close sexual relationships with women regardless, thus he is happy to spend his time on whatever he can get. He is also free to leave at any time, a concept you will see, rarely enters the mind of a pindick.

In short, a pindick loves the attention and closeness of your special relationship. He would certainly love to be your sexual equal, but since he is unable to perform this role, he will love to take what he can get. The other point to consider is that a life of rejection and shame has probably already wired him to be sexually excited by humiliation or servitude. You are providing him sexual excitement through the sexual frustration you inflict upon him. This is a difficult concept and will be explained in more detail later.

The Rubber Ball

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I won’t even get into how I had ended up here. Well, alright, I guess I have to? But the details- the Rubber Ball, fetishist’s dream come to life- need to remain mum. Suffice it to say that if you want to fuck in a coffin, you can do that here. Mmmhmm. Damn fucking straight, and you know that’s what every little vampirella wants to do. So I put on my best rubber dress- yes, rubber- and I found the hottest vampire stud I could and here we are.

Oh, he’s not really a vampire. You didn’t believe that, did you? But he is a hot stud. Fishnet shirt covering a tattooed torso. His stomach says something, but I didn’t pay much attention. ‘Punx’, I think. That’s pretty fucking hot. Tattooed arms. Tattooed back. Pierced lips. A Monroe. On, you can say that Monroe’s are not meant for boys but I will beg to differ til the sun goes down. Or rises, for that matter. And if the pierced boy in question is wearing fishnet and black leather pants, with messy black hair covering his face…Mmmm. Fuck if I care what he does or doesn’t have pierced.

The coffin is pretty tight. As you would expect a coffin to be. Obviously, it’s a prop built for this event, because how else could we fit two adults inside the damned thing and shut the lid? Yes, that’s right: I shut the lid. There’s no excitement in riding some poor schmuck who’s laying in a coffin, lid open, and the crowds around us watching. Where’s the fun in that? There is none, clearly. It’s cliche. It’s been done. When I found this tasty morsel, I wanted to lay him inside the casket, shut the lid, and tear the fishnet from his body. Leaving scratches. I hope I marked him. As my own. Forever. Eternally.

Tonight is about eternity.

So inside the coffin, he is growling. I didn’t stop to ask his name. It didn’t seem particularly important. So whatever the fuck his name is, he’s growling and moaning as I drag my long nails across his chest. Fishnet still intact. But not for long. As we lay side by side in the infinite darkness, our lips meet. We do battle. His tongue searching my mouth, my tongue searching his soul. He tastes of candy and cotton and chocolate and blood. Fake blood. There’s a certain sugary sweetness to his taste, and I lose myself. Almost forget that I am poised to rip his clothing from his stocky little body. He is short. He fits inside this tomb so perfectly. He and I. Together.

I feel his growing enjoyment to be here, and I moan to myself. Wait til I get my hands on that. He’s not so patient, and his hands are already working up inside my silk panties. Forcing my legs apart. Pushing my skirts upward. There is no room for this. There is nowhere to stretch. I feel claustrophobic. I feel suffocated. I love this feeling. His body so close, his breath surrounding me. The sounds of our lips and tongues and hands and fingers. So tight. Everything is so tight inside this…

“I want to taste you,” he breathes. The warmth fogs my mind. “I want to taste you here,” he beckons, inserting a gloved finger inside my moistness.

“There’s no room,” I breathe back. My mind is a cloud, a haze. I want to feel, want to feel everything he has to offer. But we are, afterall, confined inside this black sarcophagus.

“Open the lid,” he states, starting to twist and contort. “I’ll sixty-“

“No!” I demand, grabbing his throat and stalling his movements. “We do this my way.”

He nods.

I squeeze his throat tighter, harsher. He squeaks. “I want to tear your clothes off of you.”

He nods again.

“I want you to bleed for me.”

With that, I began the process of ripping his fishnet shirt from his beautiful body. I scratched and tore and pulled and bit. He was bleeding. My nails tore long trails into his skin, my teeth closed over his right nipple. It was all a part of the rush, of the game. He lay submissively beside me as I ravaged him. As I dominated his body and took him for my own pleasure. As the fishnet became nothing more than strands of torn fabric encasing his chest, my right hand slid slowly down to the fly of his pants. Unzipping. Slowly. So slowly. Teasing him. The gaspes from those pierced lips sending my body into bliss. So beautiful. So languid. He gasped as I finally took him into my hand. He was already semi-hard.

“Thank god,” he breathed into my ear, the warmth prickling my skin. “These pants are too tight for this.”

“I will tear them off you,” I promised, licking my lips and squeezing his length. “Don’t worry.”

“Oh god,” he growled, tossing his head back into the silk lining. That was the positive side to attending fetish events: the props, as they were, were always designed for ideal useage. Or in this instance, fornication. Hence the oversized coffin for two, lined in silk. Black silk, in fact. Somewhere underneath our bodies, there were red rose petals as well. I could smell them, feel them sticking to my legs on occassion. But I had yet to see one.

Trying to remove such items as pants- especially tight black leather ones- while inside of a closed casket was, however, tricky. That was something that could not be worked around or planned for; one just had to indulge and do their best. Removing his pants proved interesting. Thankfully, again, I had chose a short little stud. He inched up his legs, I tugged, he twisted, we rolled and the pants were down enough. Enough. I didn’t need them off, I just needed some room to work. Work. You realize what that means, yes?

Before long, he was embedded deep inside my velvety depths. He was so hard. So long. So thick. Girth is important. No little vampette wants her beautiful male lead to be, well, unimpressive. As they say. He was impressive. I could work with this. And oh I would. I moan and screamed and pulled that shiney black hair. Rough. I wanted this to be rough and I wanted it to hurt. Of course, there were space limitations and thrusting is difficult when…trapped inside a coffin.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his hips driving forward and forcing his erection deeper. “So tight.”

“So sinful,” I countered, licking up his scruffy jaw line.

He moaned, pulling our bodies tighter. Frantic hands grasped for my breasts, still enclosed tightly in my silk corset. Of course. Played out, I know; but every good vampirella loves a corset. Mine happened to eccentuate my large breasts. Natural. I wanted to bury his face in my cleavage, but there was no time for that. Instead, I forced our bodies to slam together rougher. Harder. Louder. Everything inside this encasement was so loud. So vibrant. I could hear and feel our every move. His every breath. His every-

“So close,” he panted, his hands digging into my hips. Marks would be there tomorrow. I was marked. Fuck, I loved this kinky shit.

“Cum for me baby,” I taunted, licking his jaw again. “Cum deep, cum hard.”

My nails dug into his back, the blood seeping out onto my fingertips. I brought my middle finger to my lips and sucked hard. Just that action seemed to drive him over the edge, and it was shortly thereafter that I felt him melting from my body and seeping down the insides of my thighs. Surely, the black silk would be stained. Beautifully. How wonderful to know that we had left our mark on this fetish ball. How deliciously perfect it is to feel this evil.

I opened the lid of the coffin, climbed out, and left him there. Panting for breath. Calling out for my name.

He didn’t even know my name.

I must have this!

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I was doing some shopping for new sex toys as I am getting bored with mine. I came across this lil gem- http://www.extremerestraints.com/remote-sex-toys_147/televibe–phone-internet-controlled-sex-kit_573.html

Here’s the info on it:

“Televibe- for Long Distance Stimulation

Finally you can truly touch your loved one or your submissive from across the globe. All you need is either a telephone or a computer with internet access. Masters or Mistresses can stimulate their subs with the 7 inch long, 1.5 inch wide G-Spot jelly insertable that can be administered in the anus or in the vagina. Once the 2 are connected by either the phone or computer the administrator has control of the vibe. The touch tones from the other phone or computer will make your TELEVIBE respond with one of 9 distinct functions!

The functions provide the following sensations:

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9-MultipulseThe Televibe is a must for great phone sex or long distance domination. It’s easy to use and comes with an instruction packet.

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So seriously…. I could hook this up to the phone and YOU could control it while we talk!!! Oh my god, do I need to get this! Imagine how we could get to orgasm together using the device. MHMMMM! Anyone want to spoil their favorite kitten?

~Jersey

Practicing with Daddy

$daddy\'s lil andie$ So I have been lucky enough lately to find not only a mentor but also a very sweet phone Daddy. Daddy likes to teach me all about sex and help me practice. Daddy is also VERY sweet and spoils me terribly!!

Just tonight Daddy called me. I came home late and he was not pleased. He gave me a bit of a spanking. Don’t tell him, but I kind of liked it!!! Daddy and I then practiced kissing (his lips and his naughty place!) so that when I am ready to do it with boys my age, I will know how. Daddy did something really special for me tonight. He put his cock into my super tight little asshole. He said he’d never done that before ever. It was a lot of fun and felt really good. My little ass was sooooo tight but he stretched it out with his thick cock.

Daddy and I even roleplayed about him bursting my cherry. God that was amazing!!! Then Daddy cuddled me and put me to bed. He really does care.

Thank you Daddy for an amazing call! I hope we can talk soon!

~Sweet lil Andie

Oh the things I’ve learned though out my years….

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I’ve learned a few things through my years of fucking around. Every experience has taught me something new. Here is my Top Ten List of things I have learned:

10. Size does matter!!! If you’re looking for a good butt slammin’ fuck, the bigger the better. There’s nothing like feeling the tip of a rock hard dick pounding against your belly button from the inside!!! However, if you are looking for pure comic entertainment you can’t beat (literally), a teeny weeny. They say laughter is the best medicine and a puny pecker is like a double dose of fine brandy!!! I just can’t explain the pleasure of watching some big wheel standing there with his John Thomas nipped between his fingers and rubbing it like he’s rolling a booger while I get nailed by a ten inch bowel buster!!! LOL… LOL… LOL

9. If 1 is good 2 is better and 3 is still not enough. Having my pussy stretched is pure pleasure. Having my face fucked is bliss. Feeling my ass plundered is absolute joy, but having all three stuffed at once is the ultimate in orgiastic pleasure. Especially if some poor schmuck of a diddle dick is forced to watch!!!

8. A musky pussy is the best perfume a woman can wear. Don’t spiff it up with powders and douches. Young or old, men love to bury their face in a thick musky cunt and scrub their face back and forth. There’s a reason they call a moustache a flavor saver.

7. Titties that have suffered the effects of gravity wrap around a stiff dick real nice. They also jiggle and bounce and swing and sway oh so nice!!!

6. Stinky old ladies panties attract mother-fuckers like flies. On your ass or in the hamper there’s always some sissy little pervo that wants to scratch and sniff!!!

5. The bigger the cock stuffed into your mouth the more cum will shoot out of your nose.

4. If a man strokes his cock the same way all the time it will develop a curve. Talk to a masturbatrix like me to avoid this DEFORMITY.

3. There is no shame in having a turd drop out after a 12 inch cock is popped from your poop chute! I’ve taken some massive pricks up the back door and I’ve slammed a foot or so of latex into a few “man”ginas and there is always something that chases it out. It just comes slipping and sliding down that will well lubed butthole. Let’s face it… SHIT HAPPENS!

2. Husbands are only jealous of their wives fucking a big black cock when they don’t share or at least let them watch!

1. If a baby can shoot out your cunt a fist can be jammed in! I know from experience!!!

Kissing ….in the dark

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It’s pitch black as we lay together. I know exactly where Jo is but I can’t see her. I can smell her hair, feel her toes against mine, hear her breasts move and sway as she breaths, and soon I will be tasting her sweet lips.

I lay my hand on her thigh and start to move it upward. My hand raises with her gorgeous hips, then dives into her body as her hips give way to her chest. My hand starts to move from her side and slowly caresses her breast, stopping at a nipple. My finger circles it, slowly coaxing it alive. Both of Jo’s nipples respond to me touching only one of them, and I am greeted by a slight moan from my wife’s mouth.

My hand continues its journey up and rests upon Jo’s face, soft, and gentle. I move my hand closer to my own and Jo’s face follows, no need to grab or push when lust will do the work for you. Our lips meet, and our tongues dart out to touch each other, each of us probing for approval to open wider and let our tongues play. They glide across each other, dancing as our lips come together, a never ending ballet of who’s tongue is in which mouth. It ends with Brandy nibbling on my tongue and quickly jumping towards my upper lip to bite on that as well.

After rescuing my lips from my wife’s mischievous teeth, I kiss her chin, then her collar bone, resting my mouth there and licking the sensitive skin near her neck. I savor the salty taste of Brandy’s body and move on. I slowly move my mouth down to her breasts. I ignore the nipples as they are still diamond hard. Instead I hold her ample bust, tickling the underside with my tongue, constantly shocking her with the pain of my teeth. A tender lick, and a heart felt caress from my fingers, punctuated by the sharp pain of my teeth. I alternate between pleasure and pain as I move between both breasts, teasing and pinching. The more I do this the harder it becomes, Jo has begun to breath hard with excitement.

I end the torment of my wife’s breasts, by kissing both nipples and allowing my tongue to flow down between them, only to continue down, stopping only for an instant at the navel, where she tries to moan, but instead gasps with pleasure because I’ve finally allowed my hands to play and they are in between her thighs. My mouth continues its travels until I can smell what my hands have only hinted at; my wife’s vagina, engorged with arousal and moist with her own juices.

I let my fingers glide across her moist lips collecting moisture for what is to cum. My tongue is placed upon her clit, where it slowly strokes upward, causing my wife to breath even harder. Once my fingers have stroked her lips long enough I gently place a finger at her opening, putting as much pressure on it as possible without entering. My wife calls out “Oh God, fuck me” and I simply respond by sucking on her clitoris, and finally letting my fingers penetrate her. My fingers glides in and out, slowly at first, but then faster, keeping pace with Jo’s feverish breathing, all the while my tongue is at her clit caressing and sucking, and at times bitting. My wife’s vagina starts to convulse around my fingers and I know she’s going to climax soon, so I stop. Her only response is “Damn you” as I glide up to her head in the darkness and place my fingers in her mouth, which she goes on to clean all of her juices from. Then I finally kiss her allowing her to taste my pussy soaked tongue. As we kiss I reward her with exactly what she wants.

My cock, stiff from all the playing, presses against Jo’s lips and I slowly enter her, making sure she can feel every inch, every vain as I delve into her pussy. She breaths in and bites my lip, unable to process the pleasure she is feeling in the dark. I begin to move faster, and with more purpose, pushing my cock along the walls of her vagina, filling and stretching it with every stroke, and then pulling out, till just my head is left and she feels empty. With the emptiness she moans and I reply by driving myself into her pushing her senses beyond ecstasy.

As I’m thrusting, I reach for her tits, giggling with her furious breathing. My hands latch on and squeeze and massage them, pinching the nipples. My wife’s moans turn to out right screams. I keep thrusting and feel her tighten around my shaft. He voice response with “OH GOD YESSS,” hissing at the pleasure. I continue my assault on her body and I feel the tightening of Jo’s pussy around my cock. I enjoy the wet sound it makes as it slides in and out of her. The feeling is intense, and I feel a tightening in my balls and know that I can’t last much longer.

I lean down to kiss her. Crazed with lust, she forces her tongue into my mouth, and bites my lip. She removes her mouth from mine and places it next to my ear. She stops her screaming and moaning and whispers in my ear, “I’m cumming.” Her pussy starts to squeeze uncontrollably on my cock, Jo’s voice turns into a stifled squeak, audible sounds only released as I pound into her. Her legs rap tightly around me with her toes curling to touch my back and her hands and nails dig into my shoulder.

The pain of her nails, and the pleasure of her pussy cumming on me sends me over board as well. My balls tighten and I can feel it start. Within a seconds I thrust into Jo and explode, delivering to her the gift of my orgasm. I lose all sense of reality and just enjoy the feeling of my seamen racing out of my cock and into my wife. I come back to reality and my wife and I start to breath softer, both satisfied. We lay together in the darkness, holding each other, enjoying the feeling of each other’s heat and sweat and we fall asleep kissing in the dark.

Keeping in the family…

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My grand-kids and I had just finished dinner when my son-in-law called. “Patrice, do me a favor. When you give the kids their bath make sure you bathe with them, act as a guide. It works like a charm. I’ll even stay on the phone and help out.” It was settled from that point forward. I got my pre-teen grand kids Emily and Johnny and lead them to the bathroom and had them undress. As they stripped and showed their cute young bodies, I slowly took off my clothes until I stood nude before them. “Alright everyone is naked” I tells my son-in- law and he just moans. From that point instinct takes over. As soon as they get in the tub I begin to rub my breasts and tell them to show me how their Mom does things at home. Instantly Emily begins to wash Johnny carefully massaging his dick getting it nice and hard while he massages her developing breasts. My son-in-law just started jacking off on the phone as I joined in on the fray licking out Emily’s sweet pussy as she started to suck her bro off. “Come join us Grandma Patrice, Mom does.” That was good enough for me as I jumped into the large tub fondling Emily’s cunt with one hand while rubbing Johnny’s balls with my other. My son-in-law hung up soon after and I told him to just cum in when he arrived. “Grandma Mom usually helps Johnny guide himself into my pussy. I smiled my nipples nice and hard and my pussy moist. I took Johnny’s cock in my hand and lubed it up spitting on it and taking it down my throat a few times just for good measure. When he was lubed and hard I rubbed Emily’s cute lips and before long I had no trouble getting two fingers inside. I had Emily get in doggie style as I took Johnny’s cock and carefully guided it in his tight pre-teen sister. Since he was a pre-teen himself I held her hips and helped guide him so he could thrust deeper inside her. Just as Johnny began to develop a rhythm, their Dad entered the room already nude and at full attention. I knew what my job was and frankly as wet as I was I was happy to cum help. I got on my knees and took my cock in his mouth as he watched his children pleasure one another. Pretty soon all four of us were fucking like wild animals and boy did their Dadfeel good. His cock was just the right size and he knew just how to tickle my clit. The kids watched eagerly and pretty soon we had them so excited they exploded into one another with Johnny dumping his load in Emily while her tiny cunt squirted with joy. That was all my son-in-law needed and soon he too was sending jets of cum into my pussy. We all sat in delight for several more minutes exchanging fluids before Dad left and the kids finished their bath with a smile. Who knows what adventure tomorrow will bring us?

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