He put his hands onto my head and I stayed down as far as I could. He let out some more soft moans, we didn't wanna make too much noise. So he kept qu...et as much as he could, but of course he couldn't silence them forever though. “Shit!” John screamed. “Hey, we got our baby sleeping in there,” I replied. “Then stop making me feel so damn good,” John said. “Aren't you a sweet guy,” I replied. “And where have you been?” John asked. I laughed and leaned up for a kiss. Then I took his cock back. Dano was in his usual outfit: baggy jeans, t-shirt and grey hoodie. Now that I know what treasures lie underneath, my eyes linger on the sweatshirt and back pockets.I also noticed that his mousy hair hid a gloominess in his eyes, I knew I was the only one who can lift her dark clouds.‘I’m taking the rest of the day off, wanna come over?’ I asked, trying not to address the furled brows head on.Dan’s spirit lifted a bit, ‘Sure, how’s tonight?’‘Not now?’ It was my turn to be disappointed. ‘No,. The waves of lusty joy radiated through his loins as strongly as ever and the surging delight made his tongue do wonders to Doreen's hot cunt. The woman gave another wailing cry of sexual joy and then stiffened abruptly: the climax burst within her suddenly. It took her by surprise and she looked about wildly as her belly rocked with the convulsive waves of lusty delight. She cried out to him to suck her harder, to drive his tongue even deeper into her throbbing cunt, and ground away at his. Without Mrs Johnson's doe-eyed charms, would Mr Johnson have been able to attract the attention of the banker Robins and so secure the funding for his venture? And, without that, would the British army have had access to the finest repeating mine thrower yet developed? I think not. And would the watchmaker Mr Jestry and the engraver Mr Lewis have found the confidence to collaborate in the creation of their improved portable music device without the soothing attentions that their spouses were.