Une sorte d'automatefonctionnait en elle.J'étais devenu jaloux. A l'instar des autres j'eus réclamé à l'onclequ'il exigea de son épouse qu’elle...porta des jupes moins courtes et queces bas couture ou noirs fussent moins sexy. Enfin qu'il y eût moins defard, de rouge ou autre maquillage sur le visage. J'hasardais un jourqu'elle n'avait point besoin d'être tant grimée. Qu'elle étaitinfiniment plus belle au naturel. Je mentais car je ne l'avais jamais vuau naturel. Elle répondit dans un éclat de. ”The pleasant surprise on her face told him all he needed to know and he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. It wasn’t the first time they’d kissed, but Fay put more into it than ever before; first moaning into his mouth, then telling him that she was willing to go further this night than ever before with him.When their lips parted, her eyes were sparkling and she whispered, “You never kissed me like that before!”He didn’t wait, but kissed her again, sending his tongue swirling into her. Formal attire for Ben and Sandy posed something of a problem, however. Sandy owned no formal wear, not even so much as a Prom dress. Ben could rent a tuxedo, but Sandy was in a real quandary.Her checkbook had just under three hundred dollars in it before they'd left Arizona. The Army paid on the first, and her account should now have about seven hundred. Even counting the pay she'd get on the 15th, Sandy could ill-afford a formal dress and the accessories she'd need, shoes, purse, gloves,. But slowly, the vapors of the oil filled your head and throat with a strange warmth. You squirmed beneath me. ‘That’s my good little pet,’ I purred. ‘Breathe, my love.’ I continued slowly screwing you – deep. You felt your pussy spasm and gush. Involuntarily, you took a deep breath and it filled your lungs with a delicious heat and you felt your heart ignite. ‘That’s right, sweetheart, breathe deep. ‘Oh – oh, Daddy. I love you so much.’ You took another deep breath. ‘Good girl. I love you too,.