Her hands reached my bare buttcheeks and pulled them towards her so that my cock was pressed hard against her stomach. I put my arms around her and s...arted sliding them down her back.Then, suddenly, she pulled away from my grasp, licking her lips. "Hmmm, Chloe, that doesn't seem to have calmed him down at all." Well," said Chloe, doing that hip-swaying shuffle that I can't resist towards me, "maybe it's a misprint." She lightly laid one finger on my chest, covering part of an 'O' on the. Her name was written in the back of them. He never denied it either. I think our marriage is over.”I put my knees between her legs and lifted her feet up to my shoulders. She smiled at me as I positioned my cock at her opening. I licked my lips and could still taste her juices on them. I watched her close her eyes as I entered her. Slowly but steadily I entered her until our pubic bones mashed together.My daughter said, “Oh Dad, that is exactly what I’ve needed. I wanted a man to love me for. I’m American enough to enjoy a grits and sausage and egg or a biscuits and gravy. Gotta find that.Mid afternoon. We’re driving the local roads, looking at, as Carl says, ‘the lay of the land’, including the jobsite, which is, as expected, not too far out of town.My phone rings. I answer.“Mizz Kim,” the voice says. “This is Katrina at the trailer park. That trailer that you were asking about?”“Yes, ma’am?”“Lemme give you a phone number.”“Lemme get something to write on.” I grabbed a scrap of. "The boy peered into the sack. Upon seeing the new leather gloves, the boy's face lit up with a smile."Are you giving these to me?" the boy asked, a bit skeptical. "Do I get to keep them?" Sure!" the old man said with a kind smile, "They won't fit me... , too small."The young boy pulled on his new gloves. The old man watched the boy bring the new gloves up to his nose. The boy inhaled a long breath, savoring the smell of the new leather. He smiled.The old man happily returned the boy's smile of.