”Tom could see the smile under his expression trying to force its way out.“I’m fine, thank you, Vicar,” Tom said. “How is your mother?”�...Oh, she’s fine. Got of a lot lighter than you did, of course,” David said and catching Karen’s eye. “They say the bruising to her - er - chest would have been a lot worse but for the padding on the car seats.”His chest was heaving trying not to laugh and Tom heard a snort from his daughter. He turned quickly but she had composed her face again and was. Despite all ofthe wonderful new activities she had encountered on her honeymoon, shehad not yet reached an orgasm and now desperately needed it. Right as James began to release his load, Amanda also climaxed, pumpingout streams of cum onto the sheets. He held her smooth cheeks tightlyto his body as he continued to shoot deep inside her, matching herspurts in perfect rhythm and depositing a substantial amount in hispretty bride.They remained motionless for a short while, still joined together,. She was a tall full figured woman very well rounded. We both loved her tits, they were large with big nipples. I had often stroked myself to sleep looking at the pics she posted.Twenty minutes had passed and at last a car pulled up. I could see her head boing trying to make me out through car window so I decided to send her a text “yes its me.” I watched as she dug deep into her purse looking for her phone. She checked it, returned it to her purse, checked herself once more in the mirror and. Companion? Nope.Zo buckled down and REALLY studied that manual ... it took three weeks with a magnifying glass but she got to the going with the hero part.“Look here,” she said, holding the magnifier over the offending paragraph. “See?”“If you would hold still I might be able to see. Right now a bicycle going down the 174 Spanish Steps of Rome would have less vibration,” I said. “Gimmie that!”I grabbed the handle and looked. Sure enough ... A hero’s companion is meant to accompany the hero and.