This courageous woman’s determined resolve was shaken. The spirited speech she had prepared for this occasion escaped her lips unspoken and fled fro... this battlefield with the haste of a coward fleeing from a fight! Her betraying female eyes lingered too long on the swollen terrycloth mound between the standing man’s legs. Using great effort, she forced her eyes away, but still they continued to study a firm abdomen and a chiseled chest. At last they stopped and gazed in awestruck fascination. I was fucking you, but you were fucking me too. Don’t say you weren’t, Mom! You liked it as much as I did. Don’t ever say you didn’t like it!” As she looked at him, Vic could see tears rolling down her face cheeks. “Maybe . . . maybe I liked it just a little, but . . . but I shouldn’t have, honey. That’s not the way it’s supposed to be. I’m supposed to hate it, not like it. Please don’t make me say I liked it.”He still had his hands on her meaty hips, still had his meaty cock deep. ” - - - - - - - - - -His Tuesday Day Three I could see her; the sun had come up and shown on her bed. Her sheer curtains were drawn closed but even through them her silhouette was captivating. She was just getting up and seemed to be headed to the bath. She looked beautiful from here, with a sheer dressing gown. It was a great way to wake up, and could only be improved if she were in my bed. She stepped out of view and I glanced at the bedside clock. Time to get a shower myself. I pulled. A litany of freckles unfolded across her cheeks, caressing her bare shoulders.“Strip,” he commanded, his gaze unfaltering.Jane looked to him with apprehension and slowly began to undress. Sven’s gaze followed her hand as she slid her dress over her head, exposing her creamy breasts. She felt her nipples harden and softly grazed them with her hand. She stood there in front of him, her statuesque frame illuminated by the warm light. She removed her panties and stood naked in front of Sven—his.
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