We knew each other since high school. The last couple of minutes are always the worse. I couldn't think of anything other than her. Her flawless caram...l skin. Her long curly black hair. Her beautiful full lips. Her curvy firm body. She was the only thing on my mind all day. As soon as 8 o'clock got here, you wouldn't want to be the unlucky soul that's in the way of me and my wife. When 8 o'clock finally got here, I ran to my car. I got home within a few minutes. The front door was unlock. When. Now and then I push my face in between her legs, hard, burying myself in her wetness. The delicious smell of her is over my face and I feel owned. I feel marked.She didn't move and I am impressed by her self control. I half expected her to move against me, to grind against my face - to work with me for her pleasure. But she didn't. I told her not to. I told her to remain absolutely passive and that is what she was doing. She is letting me do the work. She is letting pleasure come to her.Her. Finally, I’d like you to do a large color overhead drawing or painting of what the entire area will look like when all the buildings, roads, fences, levees and the bridge are done. Is this work you’re interested in, and if so, can you have them done by the end of the first week in November?”After a few moments thought he said, “Six weeks should be enough time to get them all done.”Walking out after breakfast, Jorge asked, “What crops are you planning to grow?”“At the top of the list are sweet. I figured he was about to cum but didn't want this to end. "Pull out of her," I told him, and he immediately obeyed, backing his cock out of Tuyen's pussy. With that, I moved from the side of the bed down to the foot."Move aside," I told Darin, and again, he complied, moving to the side of the bed, with his rigid dick at full attention. Tuyen didn't move, her legs still spread wide, and I moved between them, finally getting a nice, full view of her pussy. She had a dark, little triangle of a.