He picked up the pace. Stroking and stroking. In and out. In and out. Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. Pumping her ample and curvaceous buttocks ...ard from behind as he pulled back on the thick gold chain of her gleaming QAnon necklace, using it like reins, gripping and pulling back as he thrust hard, deep into her warm and appetizing ass, riding her like a kinky cowboy, pounding her sweet cheeks as she bucked and rolled, her head twisting and neck stretching, trapped by the closed window. Than she unbuttoned my shirt. She removed my shirt & threw it aside. She started moving her hands onto my chest now she was moving my hand onto my cock. She was gently squeezing my cock through my pants. Now I unzipped her kameez & pulled out her kameez too my surprise She had more bigger boobs than it seemed from her kameez. She was wearing black bra. I started kissing her neck & slowly moved down to her boobs I was kissing her boobs with her bra on. She than removed my pants now my cock was. ” She started to cry again.Why would Mom lie about talking to her parents? That doesn’t sound like something she’d do. Alaina frowned. “But why, Laura? Mom’s not someone who would lie right to a person’s face.”“Because she was being kind,” Laura said after another minute of bawling, sounding exhausted. “She’s been so kind to me all weekend, and even though I can’t feel anything from her, I can still tell how much she cares. She even sat up with me most of the night on Saturday trying to talk to. " With a tear in my eye, I glanced again to the stranger. You took a step toward me, hand raising."Okay!" I said, wrapping the collar around my neck. I loose strands of my hair out from under the collar and looked up in time to feel your hand landing again on my cheek.My hand flew up and covered the red, sensitive area. "Why did you do that?" I hated the way my voice sounded -- all pouty and whiny, but there was no helping it. I hurt. And I was genuinely confused. Or at least, I told myself I.