(I wanted a goodbye kiss instead).At night I searched her on Instagram and found her. Her account was private and I sent her request. After 15 minutes...she accepted it and I put up a message saying she looked very beautiful and I didn’t see as her. I jerked to her photos (some photos were very sexy as it showed her navel, cleavage, and her yummy thighs). After jerking I thought I made a mistake by texting her and thought to say sorry. I opened Instagram and to my luck, there was a message. Now how much would it cost me to spend some time with you?” She replied “$200”. To the brunette he asked the same question. Her reply was “$100”. He then asked the redhead. Her reply was “Mr. President, if you can get my skirt up as high as my taxes, my pants as low as my wages, get that thing of yours as hard as the times we are living in, keep it rising like the price of gas, keep me warmer than in my apartment, and screw me the way you have all retirees, then it isn’t going to cost you a. The dominant man tugged hard on the leash, almost lifting Anna to a vertical position, while he took his cock from her ass and slammed into her damp pussy. He viciously fucked her hole while keeping the leash pulled tight. Anna moaned and groaned as she was choked while feeling her second orgasm of the night building. It only took a few more seconds before Anna collapsed forward and erupted in a volcano of lust, twitching and shaking as it washed over her. Martin released the leash and let her. The first outward sign of the baby he’d magically fathered two months earlier.Sam wondered if the boy had gotten into Hayle’s pants yet or if she was playing hard to get. Either way he was going to get the blame for her condition once it became more widely known. “Sorry, kid. I got there first,” Sam bragged to the empty room.Seeing Hayle made Sam wonder about some of his other conquests. Only Nancy would be showing this early in her pregnancy. Briefly Sam considered driving down to the Hurry.