We lay on the bed I whispered I would take it slow as I climbed on top of her pushing my huge cock into her slit, as i slid in she gassped encouraging...me to go in further, I could see her face it was full of pleasure, I moved slowly as I slid in all the way as we kissed I felt her pussy muscles grip my shaft.Her hips moved as I fucked her slowly groaning and begging for more I rammed it in as she cum in a instant, I pulled out and told her to get on her knees I got behind and fucked her like a. This should be read only by adult readers of eighteen years old or older. If this subject matter offends you do not read, you have been warned. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older.Earlier that afternoon Lorelai Rory’s Mother had been called to The Chilton School for a meeting with the headmaster. When the pretty mother in her early thirties arrived she was immediately escorted into the dean’s office and as she looked at the headmaster across the massive desk, she. We assemble the framework for the tunnel and have boards on top so we just push it into the hole. This will hold for now; we need to build their house first.In the afternoon we get a good start on home construction. As I did before, we build the rough frame inside, fitting the pieces as we go. We take the roof assembly outside and attach a thick piece of polyvinyl tarp to the top with roofing nails. We slide — if you want to call it that - the roof assembly into the hole just before supper. "I don't want to get up... but my phone is gonna die."He scooted himself further on the edge, the left half of his body justbarely on the bed. "Almost there...!" he yelled in his head, strugglingto reach the phone cord. His last attempt was in vain as he fell off thebed and onto the floor. Thankfully his blankets helped break some of thefall as he laid there in a bit of a daze.Joe looked over and saw the end of his phone charger was now resting byhis head. Digging one of his hands through the.