Confession time: I have sexual ADHD and am constantly distracted by the next story that pops in my head. But don't worry, I do plan to go back and add...to those other works, and I have a folder full of other ideas to explore. But I'll focus on Shelly and Scott for a bit longer. There's a lot more story there to tell! I found myself experimenting in this one, and would welcome your feedback. In this chapter, I rehashed a lot of what was already described in the two earlier chapters. I did that. Chris war schon lange scharf auf Zarifa, aber sie war schon lange verheiratet.Als Zarifas Handy klingelte entschuldigte sie sich kurz und ging in eine ruhigere Ecke. Ihren Laptop ließ sie an. Chris war so dreist und riskierte einen Blick. Sie hatte vergessen Ihr Online-Banking zu schließen. Aus Neugier wollte Chris wissen, wie viel Zarifa verdiente. Dabei fiel ihm auf, dass sie Werbegelder unterschlagen hatte. Geld, welches für Werbeaktionen gedacht war, hatte sie geschickt auf ihr privates. He was a kind-hearted man who loved Steph to death. He was always buying her little gifts or flowers. He was a considerate lover and always worried that he was hurting her. This was what Steph was venting about. His penis was tiny, only about three or four inches when fully erect. Steph’s girlfriends laughed when she described it. So did she. Not only that but he had never made her cum. She always faked orgasm and Phil was proud that she was satisfied. Nothing was further from the truth. Steph. .PLEASE, Dan...Daniel...NO DON"T DO THIS PLEASE GO SLOW PLEASE GO SLOW...' Nelson said '...I see what y'all mean this bitch do likes to be fucked rough. Just wait till Daniel come in that ass, when he get up I'm gonna bust his ass wide open...' Sweat was already falling off of my body and as Daniel continued to slide his penis back and forth he too started to sweat. I was now clawing at Daniel's chest and arms trying to inflict as much pain to him as he was doing to me, but I only intensified.