I guess that comes under the heading of motivation.Having convinced myself that I have at least reasonable intelligence, I continued to wonder and try...and think of ways I could get to the bottom of Dana McNabb. Well, to be truthful, I wanted to get to the bottom, the top and all the parts in between. I mean, I may be partly reformed, but not yet completely reformed. She was a stone cold fox and smart to boot, the perfect ingredients for the "new Vinnie" as I liked to think of myself.I gotta. Matt could feel her large breasts pressing against his chest, but he immediately put the thought out of his mind before his body could react. Something about her presence had always been somewhat intimidating for him, though he could never quite pinpoint why that was."I was wondering when you would come visit me, Matt." she said, releasing Matt from the hug and giving him a charming smile."Hey, it hasn't been that long since you moved out." he responded. He glanced around at the house behind. He took me to his big walk in closet and bent me over. I bent over far enough to touch my toes. He found my hole and pushed in. He squeezed my sides so hard, I thought he left bruises. He forced himself into me so hard I screamed his name with the first thrust. "Tim!....OH MY GOD.. MR...CONNOR..YESSSS!" You could hear his balls slapping against me profusely. I grabbed the shoe rack in front of me to brace myself, and to keep me from collapsing. His cock was so deep, and I didn't know how he. So here she was.During her tale Naomi had laid down on the bed. Whilst listening I'd also being looking at Naomi. She was certainly stunning with a figure, allowing for her pregnancy, to match. Once she lay down I could see what great legs she had.For something to say I asked where Grant was now.Naomi shrugged, 'Screwing the bridesmaids probably,' she answered bitterly and started to cry. I went to sit on the bed to comfort her. I stroked her face, wiping the tears away, whilst offering.