Her nipple brushing my lips. It is so swollen and my lips grip them as she rocks back and forth on me, her areole rigid as I lick it, flicking the swo...len nipple each time and there she goes again. Quickly replacing her the tight walls again grip me this time more inviting, more lubricated and she slips her breast to my mouth. Het tight pussy massaging my aching cock as I want to explode. My mouth covers her areole with ease, gripping her nipple in my teeth she starts to slam against me and. ‘They’ll be here soon I expect. Lio has stayed behind to play Santa and set up the kids presents at their city homes, so I expect he is hounding them to move faster.’ ‘He’s such a nice boy, I just don’t know what happened to you,’ she patted his cheek with a laugh. ‘He stole all the good genes while you were evicting me. It’s entirely your fault for pushing me out first. I was all warm and toasty then wham spanked as soon as I took a breath, no smiles or cuddles from my mama because Lio took. I will take very good care of Rose, I promise."The wedding took place in September in Davis at a very nice, modern church. There were about eighty people in attendance. I was happy that my parents had come, but even more pleased that Diane's parents and Christie had made the effort to be there. That was something I didn't expect, but it made the day for me. Christie's wedding present was a balloon payment on her mortgage, far ahead of any projection I had. She was becoming a very successful. My eyes instantly fixated on her milk white legs. She had scars, little cut marks. Was she a cutter? If so, this would be a hell of a lot easier. I could bring down her self-esteem and pressure her into things. Its all right if I just stop at the gas station first? I asked No problem. I drove, past her street and past the gas station. My eyes occassionally drifting to her. I wanted to feel her insides. I wanted her to bleed for me. Oh the service station is back there! She pointed out. I know..