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“What are they blind or something? How could a woman as spectacular as you still be a virgin?” Sandy smiled at the compliment and kissed me on the cheek! “His mother wants a grandson so badly it pretty much makes her blind to anything else.” the blonde bombshell replied. “Barney told her I was a virgin and was willing to convert to Judaism, so she accepted the match. The old bitch hates my guts, but if I give her a male grandchild, she’ll accept anything, including me.” “Where’s Cheyenne?” I asked gently, not knowing where this was going. “Cheyenne’s in a foster home.” she replied, her liquid blue eyes filling with tears. “After I moved to Clearwater a few years ago, I got involved with an asshole that claimed he owned a trucking company. The only thing he was trucking was cocaine, from Miami to Atlanta. I got busted in the car with him with a kilo of coke. Since it was my first offense, and I didn’t have any coke in my blood sample, the State had to let me walk, but Human Services took Cheyenne from me. That was a year ago. I had just started waiting tables at an oyster bar in Clearwater when I met Barney.” “Oh, Sandy,” I responded sympathetically, taking her in my arms to let her cry a little. I really felt bad for her. Sure, Squirting she was a gold digging tramp, but she had a good heart. She was dumb, though, and still hadn’t figured out that one way or another, we all have to pay for what we get. Like the song says, every form of refuge has its price. “How old is Cheyenne now?” I asked, very conscious of how warm her body was as she leaned japanese into me, and how very few clothes we were wearing. Sandy smiled masturbation gratefully up at me, blinking back tears, and nestling a little closer. “Can you get her back?” “She’s thirteen. The lawyer says there’s a chance, but I have to figure out a way to tell Barney about her. It’s all such a mess!” she sobbed, burying her face against my chest. I let her cry herself out, feeling sympathetic, but enjoying the shit out of having her so close to me. My cock was fully erect, making a tent in my shorts. I couldn’t control myself, Sandy was just so fucking hot! “Yes!” she breathed. She had another gushing orgasm. I made up my mind that my tongue would be in her bum-hole when it happened. Kissing. When he finished she would forever be marked as an owned slave. Cumming on a pretty girls’ face is so intoxicating. Then I lift her big tits up by her abused nipples. She had been going downhill for the last three months and now with the cold weather of December she Squirting had been admitted to hospital with the Flue again. Megan was wearing a short grey skirt, high heels and no tights and I have to say her legs did look good. “I guess I won’t see anybody I know. Wasn't that nice of him?" He did not even question her request, he did it and held it in his palm while stroking, he did it for a few minutes then he flipped the switch to high speed. Almost a half of the population of this room are crying or moaning, and with only my masturbation own sex for company in this women-only privacy I briefly permit myself the catharsis of weeping. Part Six: Knocking Them Over This put her body over the edge, and back arched as she screamed japanese out in climax. “Allah, thank you for your mercy!” I howled. A wave of titillation flows through me with it on.