He loved her just as much as she loved him. That was good.She sat, mind obsessing on what to do. Eventually it dawned on her. She knew. Now, how?WEATH...R INTERFERED WITH MY cooking as we prepared dinner. She'd been a mischievous sprite all afternoon, practicing her Greek on me, not the language, but behaviour, groping and pinching, laughing with twinkling eyes and dancing away from me when I tried some reciprocal actions. I had a partial erection from her gropes and, when I rearrange it, Weather. I just saw you in an intimate moment with Aman! Your own son!” I was sobbing now.“I don’t know if it’s right or wrong, but I know it’s something no one would accept. I thought you knew that. I felt like….” No more words came out. There were only tears, and I cried without shame.“You felt betrayed,” she said calmly. But I could hear small crackles in her voice. I knew she, too, was tearing up. She just wasn’t balling out like me.“We have had a hard life full of hurt and pain. I can understand. My cock had finally stopped spraying her with cum. I fell across her panting body, "Damn, how was that, Baby?" I gasped for air.was just kidding about you giving me a baby. But it sure made you go. Daddy? Did that idea really turn you on that much? Would you like seeing me carry your baby?" Michelle hugged me.I held her in my arms, caressing her pretty face. I looked into her loving eyes, "Baby, yes. It turned me on more than anything ever has in my life. Seeing you with my baby, our baby would. She then rested her head on the counter. I then her moan very load. "God!!! YES!!! YES!!!! Fuck you Bill. See what your missing. I can do myself. I don't need another jerk. Fuck men!! Fuck them all....I got my fingers.... Yes!!! I'mmmmmm cummmmming!!!!!!!!!" I then heard her heels move on the floor. She almost fell down on the tile floor. Next she closed her legs and looked in the mirror. Her wet pussy was still dripping as she washed her hands. She turned to wipe her hands on the towel next to.