Knock Me Up Daddy FULL-Courtney Scott

“I have my dad to thank for that. He has the same body type that I have. Nobody lifted more than I did in high school or at Penn State. I still bench press 400 pounds when I go to the gym, but my muscles are longer than most people’s. Strength is important in wrestling, but quickness is even more. Heavy thick muscles just slow you down and they can restrict your movement. Ever hear the term ‘muscle bound?’” “I have heard of it, but I’m not really sure what it means.” I used my bicep to demonstrate. “Feel my muscle.” Scarlett did, but the one she felt was several feet underwater. I just shook my head as I laughed. “The one here on my arm.” Now she laughed. “Spoil sport!” “As I flex my arm the muscle body grows in thickness until my hand touches my shoulder. But, if the muscle was much thicker—muscle bound—it could actually stop my arm long before my hand creampie could touch. The same can be said for legs and neck, and Daddy even back muscles. My favorite move was to entice my opponent to try for my leg then pull it back as I pivoted around behind him. Then I’d grasp him around the waist and body slam him to the mat. No matter how often I did it I was always able to trick the next wrestler because most takedowns involve grabbing the leg to unbalance the opponent. It’s even called the ‘Sloan Takedown’ because of my success with it. Not many do it though because you have to be really quick to be successful. I used to practice it fifty times a day…minimum.” “Want to body slam me? Would that mean big you’d be lying on top of me?” “That part sounds good, but you’d be hurting too much to do anything.” She was laughing again when I pulled her under, bringing her lips to mine. Her legs were around my waist with my hardening cock trapped again between our bodies. We held the kiss for an awfully long time, but the word ‘awful’ never came to mind although I did think it would be an awful shame if I never made love to this gorgeous creature. We left the teen blonde pool to shower together around five. I took the steak out of the refrigerator on our way to the bedroom, allowing it to warm to room temperature before seasoning with salt and pepper. Once out and dry I asked Scarlett where she would like to eat—dining room or pool deck. “Can we stay naked if I say pool deck?” Soon both were begging to please their mistress's, promising to do anything they desired. Amy started stirring a little and moaned. Even though Mr. Incredible is super strong, but he is not indestructible. “Stand.” she commanded. The town and mountains had vanished, there was no sign of the helicopter crash sight therefore there were no strike team coming. He was continuing to fill me, still spurting small jets deep in my boy-uterus, overloading my insides the skunky jizz sloshed out around the seal my sphincter had on his plunger and slopped down his rod and my perineum. You could plainly see the crude prison made tattoo that had been carved on her buttocks: BARE on her left buttock, and BACK on the right side. Odd though, she hadn’t put any clothes on. “Really?” I ask. “I’m so ashamed.” Bianca muttered, her breath shaking. A graphical deion of his sexual encounter is part of the story, but is not the whole piece, so is less than pornographic and I am rather more comfortable in having people read that than some of my big other pieces. “Where do you think you're going?” Upon opening the door, I was pleasantly surprised , the stunning woman from next door was standing there completely soaked with water, her hair dripping with water, the t-shirt clung to her breasts revealing taut nipples, obviously no bra on, her shorts wet as well. He tried curving his fingers upward, until his fingers touched something leathery, like a football. Somehow I managed to keep going and I saw both the girl and the guy look at my chest. After the momentary pain of the initial pressure passed, I felt his dick slide teen slowly into my ass. A few seconds later I’d taken blonde her bra off, too. Her silky pussy felt incredible. That's so awesome. Aunt Carol asked if I could give Cindy creampie a ride home since it was is the direction I was going and they were going grocery shopping. I could’ve sworn she was a cheerleader. Ramu went in a little more. “Is death preferable to love?” Yavara asked gently, stroking Patricia’s hair, “For I offer you a mother’s love with a full heart. I bet you two Daddy are having sex now, aren’t you?