Between thrusts you say, “You are all mine for the rest of the night, my little bar slut.”Pinching my nipples for you just like I did for him, pul...ing them and letting them drop and bounce as I lock eyes with you. “They are such perfect tits; I know he must have loved them.”Your thrusts get faster with your grunts and gasps. My moans get louder and shorter, turning into whimpers. You start fucking me with only your thickest part, stretching my pussy over and over with each short thrust.. I took the brush from her hand and started to brush her hair. It occurred to me that she was my daughter's age and this simple act seemed so ordinary but also a way to bond."So what do you think of black guys now?" She asked quietly."It was a good fuck session. Shawn is a pretty good fuck. I hope you didn't mind my using him." I said as I continued to brush her pretty blonde hair."No I did not mind. He is good; I just wish...." She started to say something but then stopped. "Never mind." You. She told him she had a way to convince his mother to allow he and Sarah to marry. Finally, Edward agreed, and Martha started work on her plan.Martha created the bond. It took her less than a month to formulate the ritual that would bind two people so completely that they could not be separated. She knew that once that was in place, Edward’s mother would have no option but to capitulate and allow them to marry. She didn’t say much about the ritual itself, other than the fact that everyone. I hugged her and planted a kiss on her lips. She said ‘hey…wait…you seem to be in a great hurry, hah.’ I said ‘yes, been dreaming of you since last evening, Dolly.’We locked our lips and began kissing. She had just had her bath and her hair was moist and she had worn a seductive perfume. My tongue was inside her mouth and I was playing with her tongue. She began biting my tongue and we were having a ball. She was surely a fantastic kisser and while this was happening I could feel the softness.