And I moved behind her and put my arms around her waist and I whispered in her ear “Shh. It's okay” and I started to caress her and she said “Yo... can't...” and I whispered “Shh” again and she whispered “But he's your...” and I said “It's okay. It's just a birthday present” and then I kissed her neck and her cheek and rubbed her tits, and when she didn't push me away or anything I put my hand inside her pants and found her pussy and it was turning so wet so fast, and I played with her pussy for. Most guys can't get off a second time. And after all, this WAS my idea, I'm just over-thinking it.My swollen tits press against his denim-clad knees as I tilt my head, nuzzling into his hand in the way I know he wants -- his obedient pet. His fingers slide around the back of my head like I'd imagined, and I flinch as they close at the back of my neck, gathering a handful of sensitive hair he can use to steer me in whatever way he wants. He pulls it down, forcing my face skyward as he slides his. I wanted to explore all of her body, to give to her the same exquisite pleasure that she had given to me. So I pushed her gently onto the bed and slid her panties down. Her bush was neatly trimmed and I buried my face between her legs. I kissed her pussy and then parted her pussy lips with my tongue. I found her clit and took it with my lips, and she gasped ‘Oh yes, James. That’s lovely! Please don’t stop.’ My tongue and my lips teased her clit until she cried out, ‘Oh James, I’m cumminggggg!’. One, however, abruptly ran toward the house again, this time tearing off the ski mask, only to reveal a woman’s face.“Don’t shoot! I had to join them as a way to get away from them! I wasn’t going to let them hurt you, I swear! I’m not in the Klan or a friend of theirs at all! I’m Nicole Forrester, Stanley’s wife!” she showed her wedding band and let her hair down to prove her point.“So, they are Klan, are they? Well, that’s a nice little bit of confirmation, to say the least. Hell of a way to.
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