He reached down, forcing two fingers roughly inside her. She knew she was moist and ready for him; somehow the fear and pain he wroght did nothing to ...hill the heat in her core. He wouldn’t want her wet, but there was nothing he could do about it now; she had made herself come earlier, once in the bath, and again just before falling asleep. He snarled, his teeth white in the darkness of their room. He used his hands on her hips to flip her swiftly onto her stomach. Without pause, his hands. .. spent some time with Tammy and Diane this afternoon," Mikestammered looking out of the corner of his eye at his Mom to see herreaction. She looked a little surprised.Just then Mom remembered the cookies I had made at Brownies and putthem on the table. "Well, honey, I didn't know that you got home earlyenough to bake cookies," Dad said as he smiled at Mom."I didn't make them, Mike baked them," Mom informed him looking atMike as to say, "Tell him about the meeting, Mike" Dad looked at. I hear myself whimpering and pleading "hurry honey find us a place to be alone oh God I want you"I see the bulge in your pants getting bigger and bigger and it excites me to know that I have this effect on you. I feel my mouth water with anticipation. Oh God I have this overwhelming need to see your dick out of your black trousers. I gasp, barely able to breath "honey tilt the wheel up a bit" you do so and as you remove your finger from my pussy you put it in your mouth and suck the wetness. Boy, my depravity seems to know no end. I got back home and went directly to the office. Because I had to make that trip, I had assigned a bunch of work to various folks on my team. They were doing a tremendous job and it looked like the next day (Friday) was going to be pretty open. On Friday morning, I started surfing Doublelist to see if there were any opportunities available. There were several and I started chatting with some folks. Before long I had three possibilities lined up. As usual,.