“She’s horny as fuck” George whispered to himself. Not the ones he’d creamed earlier in the day, but another pair. Her daughter was shocked, and probably had never seen or felt the hot cum of a man before. He once again pondered the gift he’d been given by the mysterious old woman. His cock was beckoning for something else to be in his hand than an imaginary bird. Her hands beat at his arms as the last shudder of his orgasm receded. George began to fuck in earnest and Elizabeth succumbed to the assault on her pussy. He couldn’t imagine seeing anything more beautiful than the smooth puffy lips, parted by a deep slit, completely hiding the labia inside. He’d never been so vocal with past lovers, but now, with his new powers, he felt free to vocalize everything that he’d previously kept locked in his mind. Sweat creased his brow as he surfed the internet for answers. “Ok baby, don’t forget to take a shower”, suggested Elizabeth Crenshaw. Harder, stronger, he punched her cervix with the blunt head of his cock with impunity. Her other hand dipped between her spread legs, to her now familiar bare pussy.
