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”She sat on my face again, her cheeks engulfing me, the heat and wetness of her sopping loins pressing against my lips. I got the picture, beginning...to lick and mouthe, throwing modesty to the wind as I practically made out with her nethers. I couldn’t help myself, she drove me wild, the scent of her excitement and her exertion making my cock beat like a second heart.“That’s right,” she muttered, shivering as I fawned over her. I made a point of dragging the flat of my tongue across her. Or are you telling me you’re going to become a full-time mom?”“No, not a full-time mom. Just that I’d miss some work, obviously.”“Just let Elyse know when it gets to that point. We’ll take as good care of you as you did me. Or as you do me.”“Thanks,” she answered. “This should be a quick meeting. I think everything is moving along exactly according to plan. I heard from the artist yesterday, she said she’ll have a couple of finished pieces for you to see by the end of the week.”“Cool. Elyse. Father Fred stared as the child stepped into the middle of the aisle and reached into her basket and flung out a large handful of petals. Stepping further down the aisle, she repeated the process. Rather than simply carry a basket of daisies down the aisle, she and Roger had decided to pull all the petals from the flowers and spread them around instead, an action occasioned by watching the movie ‘Coming To America’, in which flower girls preceded James Earl Jones’ character everywhere while. I was caught. Dead caught."Jenn, baby, don't make me be like this. I love you, baby. We belong together."My mind is going a thousand miles an hour. My Chuck is laying over there on the floor, bleeding, unconscious, knocked out. He needs medical attention. And this turd has the drop on me. He takes the phone from me and yanks it out of the wall."Now! Where's the bedroom, baby? We're gonna make love like we used ta do." He grabbed the back of my scrubs. "You know I always liked you in these.
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