She said nothing yet but I have been patient waiting my turn with you Daddy, we all love you so much, but we know you are trying to get our future wife set up because you look out for all these girls and we know you don’t forget about none of us, so it’s just a matter of time till we all get to share your love and appreciation.When they saw the taillights of her car leaving their small peninsula, Evan asked, What the hell is my move old mom now?When he discovered that the only effect was a softening penis and a feeling of relaxation, he lost his earlier worries and found it quite addicting.On a warm September day they were in Hannah's bedroom.I bet, with an ass like that she gets me worked up, and I’m fifty.But I could tell that his 'thing' was shrinking back down, and getting a lot mature softer and smaller.Let's go.I could taste my own cum in her mouth and granny I am sure she could taste her juices on my mouth as well.As we continued to kiss, I rolled us so I was between her legs.she said then giggled.Both girls can feel the air on their exposed ass cheeks.Propping myself up on my elbows I glanced down to see my naked body, uncovered by sheets, and a small head bobbing up and down between my legs.What could have done this? The young damsels of my mental mature utopia sometimes had only the smallest of breasts, and possessed small, verging on tiny, yet hauntingly firm assess. In other words, except for the reversal of genitalia, there wasn’t much of a difference between them and this toyboy. At his point it dawned on me that Jonas’ father must have ultimately climaxed one way or another, because the ruckus had finally stopped. Hence, I found myself trying to settle down, which happened slowly but gradually. Rationalizing, or rather attempting to do so, this turn of events in my head, I took comfort in the fact that older men throughout history had found themselves sexually attracted to young boys. If the conquering Romans of old could actually have mom boys on retainer, as sexdolls to do with as they pleased, then I shouldn’t feel the need to be overly appalled by my mere thoughts. And also, once turned on it is easy to find unnormal relations enticing – something I knew far too well from these last years. Furthermore, I could swear, and still can, that somewhere I have heard the saying a hot girl, with an ass like a little white boy . I am absolutely certain that I’ve heard something like that being said. Sure, I’d had the thoughts, but it wasn’t as if I had acted on them like some pervert who couldn’t control himself... Sleep came eventually for my part, though it was irregular, and I had trouble finding peaceful thoughts every time I woke up. As the morning arrived, and Sandra gently tapped on the door to ask whether we would want scrambled eggs and bacon, I was undeniably still tired, yet also thankful that a mentally old arduous night had come to an end. Having both wife announced that we would indeed like a serving each, I lingered in bed with a throbbing morning glory as Jonas got dressed and left granny the room. Last night’s fantasies had evidently not been a singular aberration; as the tiny fellow left the bed, my gaze took in as much of him as possible in the dim morning lights seeping in through the still closed blinds.