There wasn't much else to do but fuck back then.OK, this is the new normal, she thought once a dozen cocks (three at a time) had finished ejaculating ...round the bend of her colon. One more reason to sell this house. Get up. Finish licking the floor. Then bake those fucking cookies.Why not abandon this cursed place? Wherever Kierra went, the cavemen followed. She even tried staying at a motel for a month. The previous owner had broken the curse by finding a new owner, and Kierra couldn't blame. This put her forearms parallel with her waist and allowed them to fit in the small of her back. I mean, it’s one thing to fuck the shit out of a girl, but you do want her comfortable when she’s on her back and you’re about to put your weight on her.And that’s what he did straddling her waist, his legs gripping her flanks. He grabbed her nipples and squeezed them, twisted them, stretched them. She expelled her breath, grimacing, and groaning. She made to get out from under him, but she. Be honest was until wife birthday she had a bath & slipped into her bath robe & sat at the computer after & was typing to Paul by herself she maybe bit slow but Paul know it was not me after good 15 minutes typing carol ask if he like to have a video call due to was her birthday tomorrow he said that be fine only if you are ready to do that wife said I think I am, say about 7 tomorrow night.After we got off wife said let go to bed fuck our brains out after good hour playing together wife told. She wasn't talking to him. Neither was she trancing out. Every once in a while she would turn her head, look at him with those beguiling green-brown eyes, and smile. It was that smile ever so slightly lifting the corners of her mouth that gave him the willys. He just wished he knew what Lucifer was up to. Maybe there was a way to find out."Mary?" he asked.She turned from the table, a full smile spreading across her face. "You're going to be fine, Lou. We may be out of beans, but we have a whole.