. aur honestly main jannat mein chaka gaya tha. Wo nangee chhaati se chaati ka milan bahut hee achca tha…usne mere ringte khade kar diya thee.Mera l...ng uski chute se takra raha tha….Maine dheere dheere boobs ko kiss karta hoon, uske belly or naval per kiss karne laga, meri toungue uske boobs per, uske beely and naval per moov ho rha thee..aur woh lumbi lumbi saanse le rahi thee, hum dono ki mili julli awaze aa raha thee.. aahhhhhh…….ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm….aahhhhhhh….mmuuuuaaahhhh…lovee u…..come on. ”“Who gives a fuck...” said Steele.Mota continued, “You should give a fuck. This event has many of the traits associated with covert military operations of the sort that Sean Wallace would be expert at and happened in a location where he might very well currently be ‘hunting’. I don’t suppose Amanda Wallace mentioned what he was hunting for, did she?”“She didn’t say and I didn’t ask,” said Steele. “Once I find him though his hunting days are through.”Kim nodded and said, “I had hoped that. I hope that your next baby is his, just to really throw sand in their eyes. Don’t get me wrong. I like having sex with you. That butt sex was a lot of fun. I just don’t want to miss the chance to see some folks freak out over a biracial child joining this world,” I grinned at Aunt Molly, knowing that I would have plenty of time to breed her myself.“Yes, that would really twist their tails, wouldn’t it? And what could they really say about it? If born in wedlock, it wouldn’t be a bastard.. He looked up at her. Her hands were fisting the material of his shirt in her lap, a scowl set firmly on her face. She’d probably look really pretty if she smiled, but, right now, he didn’t care much for the suspicious way her eyes were narrowing on him. He cleared his throat. “What’s your name?” “Abigail,” she replied primly. He kept his eyes on her face, resisting the urge to checkout her legs. “Nice to meet you Abigail,” he returned softly, keeping his expression blank. Her brows drew.