How bout your heart?Yeah, that too.How bout your soul?Yeah, that too, she said.I’m yours too, he said. My cock, my mouth, my hands, my heart.How abo...t your ass? she asked.Yeah, my ass too.How about your soul? she askedI’m thinking about it. Yeah, I think so. My soul too.I want you in my ass right now, she said. She was still on her knees.He pulled out of her pussy, stroked his cock a few times with his hand, and put some gel from the bedside table on it.Use lots, she said.I know, he said. He. I had all my things spread out among the tent, including my sleeping bag on the very middle and my backpack and duffel bag along the sides of me. "Noah?" I turned around at the timid female voice coming from behind me. "Who is it?" I responded. "It's Clara." she said, with a bit more confidence. "My parents don't have any room in their tent, they're inexpereinced campers and bought a tent that is too small for our family. Your dad said you had room. Can I stay in your tent?" My pulse started. .List?" Ohhhh! I'm gettin it!" Yeah, you're gettin it!" as I shoved in deeper and squeezed her lemon and made her squirt."Yeah! Gettin fucked on a Harley!" She paused and said, "But that really wasn't on my bucket list." Maybe not, but gettin' fucked on a Harley while you're pregnant sure is!"With those words, her eyes grew wide open and her mouth gapped open and she said very loudly, "You think I'm pregnant?" I'm quite certain you are!"With that she pulled me tight and hugged tightly so just. The man obviously wanted to close and go upstairs for dinner.Peter threw a loaf of unsliced bread into a shopping bag. He also found a can of cherries, a jar of baked beans, and a wedge of cheese. Peter paid ten dollars for groceries which were selling for five dollars the day before. There were city ordinances against gouging prices during a natural disaster, but Peter never even thought of reporting the man."So how did you get god to cooperate in turning a one night stand into a weekend.