The naked young girl was halfway across the room before she remembered her tattered clothes. For a moment she deliberated about just leaving them, but...from somewhere summoning up courage she didn't realize still existed, she padded over to the corner, stepped across Cash's nakedly sleeping figure, and grabbed her clothes.At the door, she paused and looked behind her to make sure they were still sleeping. Satisfied, she went to the stair landing and quickly put on her ripped and tattered tee. The intruder decided to head for the young girl's room first. He slowly turned the doorknob and peered inside. There was Ashley, slowly removing her dress to try on some new clothes. She had unzipped the back and pulled it down to just below her tits. She was posing and checking out her chest in the mirror, never noticing the masked man coming up from behind.Ashley just caught a glimpse of the man in the mirror as he grabbed her."AGHHHHHH!! HILARY!!! HELPPPP-MMMPHHHH!" Her cries quickly muted. He’s always told me infidelity is a pathetic weakness, only for those with no self-awareness. And more than that, we love each other. We have the kind of love that people crave. At least we did. At the same time that I reach the school, the rain stops and I notice that the windows are fogging up in the car. I feel abandoned by the rain even. I have a few minutes before the children are out, so I use the heater in the car to try to dry off. I must look terrible. My heart is not in fixing up my. I flick your clit ever so slightly and can feel more wetness surge out of you. I start to rapidly enter you with my tongue, moving between your vault and your clit, bringing you to almost orgasm several times, licking up your wetness I so love. Suddenly you pull back and simply say, ‘I’m yours.’ You take off your boots but leave your garter and stockings on. You slowly start to take the tip of my cock inside you, warm juices flowing around my shaft. You lower so slowly but take me all in, I can.