1. BATMAN'S COOKIES


    Date: 6/29/2016, Categories: Fiction, Author: cyrano, Source: sexstories.com

    BATMAN'S COOKIES Josh never felt the bullet enter his skull. Eighteen years of life ending in an instant. Batman would have to survive without him. "Mmmmmm," a gentle moan came from Mrs. James as Josh pulled on her labia, rolling it gently between his thumb and forefinger. Her musk hit him like smelling salts, sending blood rushing to his dick. "Mmmmm, yeaah." her hips were beginning to move, her sphincter puckering as she worked her kegel muscles. Josh, kneeling on a pillow at the foot of the bed, was taking it all in. Every twitch and shudder had meaning, telling him exactly what she wanted. But he wasn't going to give it to her - not until she suffered sufficiently. Sandra James had to pay for her transgression. "Sweetie, I've had two children. I'm afraid I'm a little loose down there. You wouldn't enjoy it." Did she think he was an idiot? "Your dick is too small. I won't enjoy it," is what she was really saying. But Josh wasn't about to turn down regular blow jobs, especially from a milf as hot as his next door neighbor. Hell, eight months ago he would have been happy with a glimpse of her titties. Now, his head was buried between her thighs. He had come a long way. Josh allowed Mrs. James to settle into a rhythm. He rolled her labia until she contracted, then stopped until she relaxed, then he rolled it again. He allowed her to jerk off like that - up to a point. When she got right to the edge he removed his hand. "Let's try something else." "Jossssh," she ...
    protested,giggling. "Shhh!" Josh admonished, putting his index finger to his lips. He listened for his brother who was in Mrs. James' den watching cartoons. It was only a feigned concern, an earthquake wouldn't shake Jerrod from Saturday morning cartoons. It was all an act to torment Mrs. James. Eight months of licking and smelling a pussy he couldn't fuck had made Josh an angry young man. He was using every trick in the book - and then some, tying Mrs.James into a tightly wound jumble of frustration. She picked the wrong boy-toy to play with. Josh was an overachiever. "Oooooh," she cooed as she felt Josh's breath moving closer to her clit - but fall just short of promise. "C'mon, Josh," she begged as she grabbed the back of his head. Josh fought her just enough before allowing his tongue to send shudders throughout her body. She arched her hips to grind her clit on his tongue. But he made her work for it, forcing her to hold his head and wrap her legs around his shoulders to hold him place.. And just as she was almost there - Josh jerked his head away. "Let's try somthing else." "Josh!" she hissed in a stage whisper. He had her almost where he wanted her. Josh took his index and middle fingers and pushed them slowly deep into Mrs. James pussy, just below the cervix and pressed, then waited for her body to respond. As her pussy clenched, and then relaxed, Josh followed her rhythm, using the strength of his wrist and forearm to apply pressure. It was time. Josh brought his two fingers up to ...
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