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A guy cominghome with her. Joan tried to remember him – Mary saidthey’d met – but she couldn’t. At this point, justabout any g...y was a novelty. School and her work studyjob didn’t leave much time, and living with Mary didn’tleave many opportunities to meet guys. She owed Mary somuch, yet she wished they would go out more, with ayounger, college-age crowd. Anyway, Mary said Dave wasin his early twenties.“Joan, this is Dave,” said Mary, “Dave,. "Is he sick? Does he have cancer?" That's an erection, Grace." Mom said calmly. Then she realized just how far my boxers were stretched out. She clapped her hands over her mouth. It's 1952 ... Women don't acknowledge erections ... at least, not one on a 10 year old kid. She nearly screamed, recalled where she was, RAN ... mothers don't run, they glide ... RAN down the hall to Daddy's waiting room and jerked open the office door."Yes?" My dad is pretty cool. He had a client. Mom ran around his. Thank you, master."He continued to administer the spanking until she reached twenty, each followed by a "thank you, master." Then he dropped his pants and kneeled down behind her. With no preparation at all he shoved his rather large cock into her ass all the way to the base. She groaned from obvious pain and then thanked him again. He fucked her ass for about ten minutes and then came. He held his cock deeply in her ass until he was finished and then pulled it out. It looked to me as if she. His trousers were form-fitting and equally well-made and he wore dark-brown riding boots. His hair was a bit tousled (my hands were not idle as I kissed him) and this added to the aesthetic pleasure – the counterpoint to the carefully selected and well-cut apparel. And Oliver’s hair is one of his best points – lovely chestnut brown, thick and silky. All this, and the look of uninhibited (for once) arousal on his face combined to make him the absolute pinnacle of beauty in my eyes. He was Desire.
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