Summer Holiday/Page39d

Even a pervert like me has some scruples, and I admit that the thought of seeing Phebie's mouth wrapped around my cock or shoving it into her immature little cunt was tempting, but like I say, you’ve got to draw the line somewhere.

Of course, standing in the shower and soaping my cock while thinking about sliding my finger into Phoebe’s arse meant that I had to toss one off. As I watched the spunk sluicing down the drain I thought about all the extraordinary things that had happened to me on this holiday. I looked out of the window and saw it was raining and I wondered what Bob and the kids were doing. I stretched out on the bed for a rest, and when I woke up it was time for dinner.

What do you do?

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