"You doin' good, tolerable good." I says. I felt the stirrin's, deeper this time, and I knowed what was comin'. I judged she might not take kindly to me surprisin' her with a mighty broad shot of cum, so I says, "I'm gonna cum!" Her eyes was half closed now, but she pulled the head of my cock out of her little fetish mature mouth and says "what do I do?" "Jus' relax, I'll take care of the rest," I says. She did, but she didn't let go of my balls. With her still kneedin' my balls like bread dough, I stroked myself until a powerful strong wave of pleasure shot through my body! With her starin' straight down my fetish mature cock hole, I cum right in her face. Ribbon after ribbon of thick, white goo come fetish mature out, stripin' her like a cake! She shied away a little, but didn't run, nor scream. Seven... eight... nine... ten times I squirted, each one jus' as thick as the last, each one lastin' two seconds or more! I kept comin', but it was ebbin' now. I judged my cum to be about the same as a extra churned cream. It clung to her face and gown and barely fetish mature flowed at all! By now, my cock was just slowly oozin' out cum, not sprayin', just drippin', and still hard! A little got in her mouth and she says, "it taste like nothin' I ever had before!" She run a finger down her cheek and stuck it in her mouth. "Mmm..." she muttered and kept doin' it 'till she was near clean again! I giggled a little and says "Bell, what is you, a cat?" She smiled up at me with a finger in her mouth and says "Naw, but I just had to taste more!"
"Plenty more where that come from!" I says, "But for now we best be gettin' to sleep." "Sleep?" she asked, "After that? What kinda manners you got, Georgette? I got other ideas..."
I was almost full size now, and Bell's eyes went back to my cock. "Good gracious, it's enormous! How..." "...big is it?" I finished for her when she ain't finish herself. "I dunno," I says, "I couldn't never afford no measurin' stick, but I reckon it's about a foot and a half!" "Eighteen inches..." she mature fetish asses mumbles. "Well? You just gon' stare at it all night?" I says. "What you mean?" she says. "You call yo'self learned? Don't you know what you supposed to do with a cock?" "No," she says, "I only learnt the difference 'tween boys an' girls, nothin' else! An' I can't even figure which one mature fetish asses you is..." "I'm a girl," I says, smiling, "but I got a boy cock. And what you supposed to do with a boy cock is make it feel good!" "How I do that?" she asked. "Well, y'already got ya hand on it. Move it up and down mature fetish asses, and start suckin' it like a calf on an udder!" "Gracious..." she says, but she done it! She put her mouth over the tip, an' jus' the tip, cause it looked like she couldn't get much more than that in. "That's mighty tolerable," I says, "use y'other hand to wiggle an' squeeze my balls!" She done that too! One hand was goin up mature fetish asses and down, the other was grabbin' and squeezin' like she was feelin' if a apple was ripe! And my balls were near the size of apples aside! Bigger maybe!
"I ain't never learned 'bout this!" she says, "Can I..." I finished her question, "...touch it? Sure ya can." She reached out, real slow at first, but the closer she got, the faster she went. Her touch made me glad I was where I was! I felt my bits start a'swellin'. She seemed so curious-like, so mature feet fetish interested that she near forgot I was there too! "Wrap your fingers around it, Bell." I says. She looked up, half-startled, "Oh... okay..." When she done it, I near saw stars right through the roof! My cock was a might swole up now, but I knowed it had aways to go. She just kept mature feet fetish starin'. "Go ahead now, have a feel around. I can tell you ain't never seen a cock before, go on now, fix ya wonderin'!" She musta been waitin' for me to say so, cause she started feelin' all over. She felt up and down, side to side and front to back! One of her hands found my balls, so I says "that's where I makes my mature feet fetish cum." "Cum?" she asks. "Yeah, cum's what a boy gives to a girl to make a chile. Don't you know nothin'?" "I know about it! I just ain't never heard it called that afore, I was learned it was called 'semen.'" "Semen?" I thought. That's a funny name for it!
"What d'you reckon I am?" I asked. "Silly," she giggled, "you's a girl!" "I bet you I ain't what you reckon!" I says, smiling. "Of course you is!" Now I knowed I was just where I wished I was. I stood up from the floor and while walking from where I was a layin' to where she was on her bed, I lit a free mature nylon stocking fetish candle. I stopped in front of her bed and says, "I'll prove to you I ain't what you think I is!" She pulled her night covers down, wonderin' what I was on about. I started to lift my nightgown, slowly. "What you doin', Georgette?" she says. I just smiled and kept on a'goin'. Round about free mature nylon stocking fetish when my night gown rose up an' met my waist, she shifted her look from my eyes to my nethers. "Wh--" she says, stammerin' and starin'. Her eyes gone just as wide as a catfish! I felt a stirrin' from her lookin' at me that way. I recollected back from my free mature nylon stocking fetish days in St. Petersburg, Tom Sawyer called it a "cock," so I says to Bell, "you never seen a cock before, has ya?" She done pulled her covers up to her neck, as if to hide, but now she was lettin' it down slow.
With my problem seen free mature fetish galleries to, my mind turned to other things. "Bell?" I says. "Yeah?" she says. "You ever learn about the body?" "Sure," she says, "I learnt about the shape free mature fetish galleries 'a things, where a body's heart is, where a brain is, that sort of thing." "What's the difference between a girl and a boy?" I asked. "Well," she says, "I reckon a boy can run faster, a boy can throw farther, and a girl is more slight and dainty." "I mean what's apart on th' outside?" I asked. "Oh." She giggled a little. "That ain't proper to talk about, Georgette." "I bet you don't know the difference!" I says. "Oh yeah?" she free mature fetish galleries says. "Yeah!" I says, "I bet you don't know 'tween a girl and a boy!" "Alright then," she says, "a girl's got a thin waist, long hair and..." she lowered her voice, "a vagina. A boy's stronger, more stocky-like, and they's got a... penis."
Bell helped me out of my old clothes and into dry ones. When we gone downstairs, dinner was already set out. Cold corned beef, cold milk, fresh bread and fresh butter. It was about the best meal I ever saw! While we ate, they asked me all sort of questions, where I come from, where I was goin' and a free fetish mature sex vids hundred others. I answered all of 'em 'till they wasn't curious no more, and when the meal was over, the old woman says "why don't ya go upstairs and get some sleep, chile? You can sleep in Bell's room, we done make up a bed for ya," and they did. Me and Bell gone upstairs and turned in. The house now quiet, I was starin' at the ceiling when I reazlied I forgot what name I told them I went by! I laid there for an free fetish mature sex vids hour tryin' to figure my way out when all of a sudden it come free fetish mature sex vids to me. "Bell? You awake?" I says. "Yeah." she says. "Can you spell?" I asked. "Why, sure I can!" she says. "I bet you can't spell my name, Bell." I says. "I bet you I can!" she says. "Well go on then!" I says. "G-E-O-R-G-E-T-T-E J-A-X-O-N. There, see?" she spelt out. "Why, you was right. You can spell!" I made tolerable sure I remembered how free fetish mature sex vids to spell it, in case they asked me later.
The old lady was just the free mature fetish galleries cutest grandma you ever saw! There was two girls behind the men, one white who I judged to be in her twenties and a nigger girl slightly behind her who I judged to be just about my age, maybe a little older, fifteen or sixteen. The nigger girl turned and walked away silently once she judged I weren't no Shepherdson, but I saw how pretty she was. Round hind side, full lips and a figure like the free mature fetish galleries number eight even though she was so young! The last one come down the stairs, pawwin' at sleep in her eyes, draggin' a gun behind her and wearin' nothin' but a shirt. I judged her to be about my age, about fourteen. "Why didn't nobody wake me sooner? How come I never get no excitement?" she says. "Aww, Bell, how you expect to get excitement if you's sleepin'?" the older man said. Bell was pretty too. Slender but not unhealthy, she had a mighty big chest for her age. A darn sight bigger'n mine, 'cause mine was jus' comin' in. The old woman free mature fetish galleries spoke up, "Why look at her! She's just as wet as she could be!" "Bell, take Georgette Jackon here upstairs and switch out her wet clothes!" the free mature fetish galleries oldest man says.
I left St. Petersburg in a hurry an' took a raft south down fetish mature woman the Mississippi after I tricked my Pap and jus' 'bout every body in town I's dead. Kilt by robbers, they reckoned, once they sawed the sight I set up at Pap's cabin. Part way down the river, a steam boat done crashed into my raft, sendin' me overboard! I swum for the nearest shore and took to walkin' no particular way. I come across a farm, reckoned by and by I'd slip in and find somethin' t' eat, maybe somethin' t' borrow. I snuck around the yard when a group 'a dogs started a-barkin'. I froze there in the night, hopin' fetish mature woman they'd stop so's I could get away. But they didn't! "Don't you move now, hear?" a man's voice said. "What's your name?" he called, "You ain't no Shepherdson is you?" "Georgette Jackson, sir." I says pullin' the name from lord knows where. A few minutes gone by and he called out, "Come up to the house now, nice and slow. Don't you run and don't you doddle! I'm gon' set a candle by the door, you come in, slow, and stop with just yo head in the door. I'm gon' get a good look at ya!" "That's it, nice and slow. Just ya head now, ya hear?" He said. I couldn'ta moved fast if I wanted. I done as he said, and stuck just my head through the door. "Well, you ain't no Shepherdson, is you? Come on in here!" I done as he said, come fetish mature woman inside and closed the door behind me. I stood there, hands together in front of me. Now that I was inside, I could see all of them mostly. There was two men, fetish mature woman I judged one to be about sixty, one about thirty. The rest was women.
My name's Berry Finn. I grown up mostly apart fetish mature pictures from other bodies by my own choosin', but I clung to my home town of St. Petersburg for awhile. I liked bein' alone, not jus' 'cause there wasn't hardly no interestin' bodies around, but 'cause of my secret. I'm a girl, ya see, but there's more fetish mature pictures to it than that. I got dark brown hair, blue eyes, what I reckon to be a graceful figure with a thin waist and small breasts. Ta look at me, a body'd never know I weren't a normal teen girl, wearin' a normal girl's dress. But they's that secret I mentioned! See, I don't just got girl bits in my nethers, I got boy bits too! Not just boy bits neither, uncommon sized boy bits! That's why I keep apart from other bodies fetish mature pictures, I'd be right looked down on if a body learnt my secret!
The dimly lit room smelled of thickest aroma of sex in the entire fetish mature pictures city. Veronica always thought it odd for it to smell so strongly of sex considering that no sex was allowed to take place in the room. The sole purpose of the room was to harvest the cum from the hybrids. Veronica moved through fetish mature pictures the room looking at the cattle. They were lined across the walls on each side their arms and legs chained to the walls, a metal stool bolted to the wall gave them something to sit on so they would not harm themselves. Each one had a blind fold tied tightly around their eyes. Tubes attached to a lather strap inserted into their mouths linked to a pipe running across the ceiling. Everything was set up to make sure that the cattle fetish mature pictures would never have to move from their spots when they were producing. Her mother even made it so that the cattle would never have to worry about bodily wastes ever again.
