I told him.-At the exact moment of your death.. What do you exactly wanna remember? If you never do anything.. You'll have nothing to remember (I was ...ctually trying to convince him)! This is some kind of horrible, no?He said "no thanks" again (at least he was polite) and left after refusing a hug.I was some kind of frustrated and tought about punching him in the face.I made my way to home and had a wonderful fap.My cunt exploded in stars and then I was feeling ok.I returned to my BF place. I. Every time she sees her daughters, images float into her mind, unbidden. Images of her gorgeous fifteen-year-old Becca, riding a huge black cock. Images of sweet little Emma, scooping semen into her mouth...The guilty mom has avoided her daughters all week. She claims there’s a backlog of work keeping her late at school. When she does see her girls, she’s irritable and short with them.She’s had trouble staying focused at school, too. All week, she’s been looking at her female students. It is a big house, with tall ceilings and big windows. Each room was different and had its own personality. Seb was always visiting, he loved the house, but tonight he had somthing else on his mind other than the house—and so did Lucy. They are a good-looking couple. Seb is tall with an athletic body, and dark brown hair, with a shade of stubble over his face. His jaw was perfectly shaped, his eyes are an icy blue. Lucy was small and petite, with blond hair, and hazel eyes. She is a very sexy. I felt truly sorry for her with every stroke (I did love her after all), but enjoyed the sight too much to stop. After one photo I took immediately after a savage hit, a clear flash image which showed her front-on, tears streaking her face, her arms chained above her head and her whole observable body covered in vivid red striped, I told her “That’s a gorgeous image, you look so hot in this one, well done. I’m going to frame this and have it on the shelf as my main visual memento of you at your.