She was Dad’s lover!She glanced up at him. “I loved it, Dad.”“You don’t regret anything, do you?”She drew his arm around her and caressed ...t. “Not one minute. I’d like to do it again but I’m a bit sore.”His expression softened, his dark hazel eyes liquid.“Sorry. I didn’t think about that. Are you uncomfortable?” he asked.She drew his hand up to cup her breast over her blouse. “No. It’s just a sore feeling. It doesn’t bother me.”Sia wondered if he knew how amazing it had been for her. It was so. I believe this to constitute truth in advertising, a visual warning, similar to a tiger’s growl, signifying that your continued existence is only on her sufferance. I love this scar. It proclaims that she is not a girly-girl, and demands respect for doing foolish things in foolish ways and surviving, bloodied perhaps, but unbowed. My wife has a scar on her belly. It has been there since the birth of our third son, who was so wrapped up in his umbilical cord that he was choking himself, an. Her whole body, feeling like a thousand volts had just shot through her. A beautiful thing. Clark and Lana continuing to fuck and moan on screen as Chloe found herself getting her breath back and looking up at the ceiling. She let out a short chuckle at the ridiculousness of it. Feeling smug, naughty and partly satisfied. “Impressed with what you saw I assume,” came the voice of Lana Tate , standing, leaning on the door frame, her skirt hitched and right hand still navigating her own wet clit.. But they were early enough that there were no lineups, and Rachael wasout in only a few minutes. As predicted, Bobby was already done, andwas waiting, a little scared at seeing more people then he had everseen in his life, all streaming this way and that through the hall ofthe park. He held Rachael's hand tightly as she led them back to theseats, where Maria was waiting."I have to go too," she said. "Your Dad went for food. He shouldn't belong."It was more than a half hour before game time, and.