"The pajamas are totally awesome," Francine picked up where she left off."They are pink, of course, because what other color would a girl want towear....They aren't the kind made for little kids with the feet still onthem, though that would be cool, but they aren't the sexy kind thatadults wear either. They are nice and big and comfy. In the summer theystay cool, and in the winter, they warm you right up. It's like they'remagic. I wish they really were magic. I wish that when I put them on thatit. My eyes scan over him as I bite down on my lower lip; I feel like this animalistic urge has taken over me, I want to pounce on him like the hungry tigress that I am but I want to make sure his need for me is just as strong first. I move my hands behind my neck and slowly trail them around and over my collarbone as he watches me; with my arms being held higher than usual my breasts stand firm and full making them look at least two sizes bigger than normal. His eyes are completely fixed on me;. She started screaming. It was so loud that I covered her mouth with my hand. I could feel water on my hand. It was her tears. She said it was very painful and asked to stop it.But, I couldn’t, with my other hand I spanked her hard. I started thrusting my dick through her asshole. It was very tight. She was screaming loud. I didn’t stop and continued thrusting. I cummed in her asshole. I removed my dick and laid down feeling exhausted. I saw her eyes, it was all watery and red. I smiled at her. His mind was elsewhere. ‘What more can I do to make you realize that I won’t, can’t hurt you?’ he wondered while Anne made purring noises as his hands moved slowly and softly across her skin. ‘Ooh, you can keep that up,’ she told him, relaxing even more as he moved just his fingertips gently up and down her back. ‘That’s all right Anne, I’ll do this as long as you want me to,’ he answered, bringing his mind back to what he was doing. With featherlike touch he moved his fingers up and down, then.