A Monograph of the Free and Semi-Parasitic Copepoda of the British Islands, Volume 2

Go get it before I come all by myself just from thinking about it." There was no point in beating around the bush any further. We both knew that we both wanted it-so we might as well get down to the exciting business of really fucking each other with something big, and long, and juicy. Polish sausage would do just fine. Getting the phallic substitute from the refrigerator, I was immediately seized by the desire to cram my end of it up my twat without delay. By the time I returned to the bedroom, the free end of the sausage was hanging from my crotch like a semi-erect cock. Catching a reflection of myself in the mirror, I was pleased that I actually looked like someone who could fuck. "Oh, Mom," Susan squealed with delight, "I love your big, thick cock! Come over here and fuck my pregnant pussy with it!" Advancing on her just like a man stripped for action, I centered the meat between my legs on a direct line to my daughter's spread-eagled snatch. Then, by violently constricting my pussy muscles around the enclosed end of the sausage, I found I was able to make the free end stiffen in the air ...»