All the weights I lifted till date gave me a good strong grip. She seemed to like it as well though I was pressing her tight. She bent her head on her...shoulder squeezing my hand between her chin and her shoulder. I slowly started pressing her left shoulder also now. She was liking it a lot.With a long moan without opening her mouth, she kissed on my palm holding her shoulder. I understood this as a signal and lowered my left hand slowly from her shoulder. Slowly massaging her sides and reached. .” Later, huh? I stopped and managed to stand up. I kissed him again, grabbing his now leaking cock and giving it a gentle squeeze or two. “Upstairs.” He grinned, kicked off his shorts completely. “Your turn.” I took a step back and with a single move slid my briefs down to the floor and stepped out of them. “Better?” “Fuck yeah.” His eyes glistened as he stared at my own hard cock. “Upstairs. Bedroom.” I managed to growl out the two words and shoved him away from me. As he scampered up the. “Oh, exhausting,” said their daddy, whose name was Dan. “Too much work, too little time.” He entered their room and sat at the foot of their bed. “How about you two? What have you been up to?” Amy and Bella looked at each other and suppressed giggles. Turning their gazes at their daddy, Amy said, “We had some homework, but it’s all done. We were just hanging out, talking.” “Talking about what?” asked Dan. Bella blurted it out: “You.” “Me? What about me?” Amy took a deep breath and mustered. Was real pissed when Darryl couldn't get the old dude to tell where the punk who shot some of our homies was at, so he had us grab his friends and is gonna make them talk!" He felt invisible grab him once more. They lifted him off the floor once more and pinned him to the wall."You mean that your gang was responsible for the murder of David Grant?!", the voice demanded."Yea, but it was Darryl that did the old dude!", he said while squirming in an unseen grip."While you on the other hand were.