You don't want to get burned," he whispered teasinglyFiona moaned softly and pushed back with her cunt wanting every pulsating hard inch punched insid... her womb. She wanted it to feel as if her entire insides were bruised and beaten."You are such a dirty little fuck slut. Cooking for your pathetic excuse of a husband while you've got my throbbing meat pumping your hungry hole," he growled into her ear.She could hear Sean in the other room as Damian continued his savage thrusts inside her. Sean. But, I was holding my own too. I was not going to be shit on again no matter what resulted from our meet up.“Okay, it done and over with,” I said. “It’s on the eighteenth. I’ll see about renting a tux. I haven’t had much occasion to do any of that in my life. I just hope the darn things aren’t too expensive.” I was smiling, but Jenna had a concerned look.“Jenna?” I said.“Daddy, they kinda are. But, I’m sure daddy Ron would pay...” she started.“No!” I said, and I said it loudly, forcefully.. "God, girl, I'm so excited I'm about to wet my pants," Cecilia beamed, black eyes twinkling with promise, as she popped inside Laura's apartment, with Laura holding the door open.Laura carefully closed the door behind her and casually fastened all the locks. "You mean pee them or wet them?" she asked, grinning."I mean wet them," Cecilia smirked back. "You got that all locked up now so nobody be busting in on us?" Come into my arms, darling," Laura smiled, stretching them out to her. "Long time. Several practically fell over themselves to be friendly. Trying to copy Cindy’s friendly but detached attitude, I was careful to avoid direct eye contact. “Let’s get some fresh air.”After we passed through the tables and reached the corner of the room, we went through double doors to the stairs. She invited me up and used a card key to open the path to the outside world. Her hand was warm as she escorted along the rooftop boardwalk. The corner faced the San Antonio River. After a dreary, cloudy.