Do you think she’ll ever come to America? Damn it, man, you need to win a lottery so you can just send for her and bring her mother and daughter and...take care of them. Why doesn’t it work that way?I won’t ask you to take care of me, Ari. I promise that when we’re together, I’ll support myself. I don’t know what you did to me, but every future I can imagine for myself has you in it.And now you are on your way to Californication and I’m still here in Montana for two more years! Can I join you for. At that point John’s dick felt so good inside my pussy I didn't care if my husband walked in on us. “Is this how you want it?” John asked, his body slamming against mine and driving his huge black dick into my pussy as hard as he could. “Oh fuck, yes! I’m cumming,” I screamed at the top of my lungs, while my pussy erupted ,squirting all over John’s dick. John continued pounding his dick in and out of my soaking pussy making me cum harder and harder with every stroke. “Oh my god! Fuck my. Peaches left the room ten minutes later, with a trooper holding her lead. He led her, still naked and bound, to the room that had been set up as her study, and unzipped the sleeve that held her arms behind her back. Putting on what Peaches thought of affectionately as her 'study cuffs,' manacles that went behind her back, and allowed her to make her hands meet, just, in front of herself. As a result she could reach quite far with one hand if she pulled the other one around behind her. After. Her butt! Her hot butt! He knew when she modeled the thongs he would have an amazing view of her exposed butt cheeks, save for the thin material that went down her crack and covered her asshole. He felt his cock stiffen as their embrace continued. As he held her, he kissed her forehead.“You are special to me, you know that. Your mom means well, but she doesn’t get you like I do, does she?”“No Daddy. She never has, not like you. I think it will be fun modeling my thongs for you. You will tell me.