“Love you!” my wife said tenderly. “Love you, too.” I replied, feeling my voice catch in my throat. Then I heard a click as the line went dead... I gave a long groan, as much from relief as from repressed pleasure, and looked down. Angie’s mouth was still moving slowly up and down my shaft, her hand held lightly round the base. The sight made something tighten down below and I felt my cock twitch. Angie must have felt it too because she rolled her eyes up until she was looking at me and gave a. I pulled her legs up so her knees were leveled with my shoulders. I was really working trying to get deeper inside her.“Yeesss..b..bbay” she moaned.I was working hard, really hard on giving to her.“Harder, harder baby..harder!” she cried.As I fucked her, Ezeta kissed me again, smiling at me very comfortably, I guess she wanted me to know that is what she wanted. The movement of her hips matching mine, I felt myself further inside every time she moved herself down.“Ooohh, Evans,” she sighed,”. That lasted about two weeks till three drug dens were turned to Swiss cheese and nobody is talking. Money was left alone in most cases but all drugs were burned on site and anyone that appears to have shown resistance to whatever came through was dead but what makes it worse is the lack of weapons after the conflict. Drugs and money are expected to be stolen but their weapons? That makes no sense in a normal turf war. As for us in the police force we’re stuck in the back waiting to move in and. His hips fit perfectly in the cradle of hers. Her breasts molding to fit snug against his belly.Soft whimpers escape her throat as he presses himself closer. Sandy’s pelvis seems to arch up to help complete the contact. She stretches beneath her master, waiting to be taken. Alan bends his head and presses his mouth to her muzzle. His tongue pushes past sharp teeth to delve into the warmth of her mouth. Sandy responds by swishing forward her tongue to meet his and then chase it back to its home..