While I was growing up on the third Wednesday each month his truck and camper would pull up into our driveway. He would stay at home a few days each m...nth. His company's work schedule suited my parents permitting them to live as they wished while maintaining a home life for me. Over the years his career has progressed he currently works as a project manager for a bridge maintenance company. He has driven an F-350 truck with a long bed camper for the last couple of years. When Mom decided to. With a sigh, she looked deeply at him. ‘I wish you could come with me.’ Gabe rubbed her back as best as he could through the thick wool of her pea coat. ‘Me too.’ She didn’t want to dwell in the last few minutes she had with him, and would wait until she got on the plane to do that. Gazing into his dark brown eyes, she couldn’t help but try and convince herself this trip was no different than the Cougars’ away games, let alone the many weeks that passed where they would only see each other a. When they were wet and stiff, she dangled her own breasts over them, letting their nipples kiss and brush, making both of them gasp and tremble excitedly."Nobody touches my breasts like you do," Brandi panted."Not even your... husband?" Laura teased."He barely pays attention to them. They're too small. No man ever sucked them like you do." How about woman?"Brandi's eyes burned into hers, fiery with lust and honesty. "There haven't been any but you. Ever." Mmmmm, I love to hear that," Laura. ”“I do,” Ursula agrees, looking at the bear’s wicked erection. She licks her lips. “Better now that you’re here.”“From the way yous were tearing through the house, I guess yous is needing me,” he speculates.Ursula’s lips curl upward into a devious grin. “You can say that,” she growls, beginning to strip off her clothes. “I don’t need just you, Secks. I want your dick in me.”“That is normal,” the bear says, still calm. He doesn’t move from the doorway and his face is impassive, not that it.