He finally has the pants off, but still he hesitates. He’s waiting for her permission. He is still trying to respect her virtue, after all this. She...growls and sits up. Reaching out, she grabs his hair with gentle hands and pulls him down to her. Hesitance forgotten, his hands fly up. One supports his weight while the other one finds her right breast and gently cups it. Her body arches and shivers at his touch. She gasps when he moves his mouth down and gently licks and kisses one small, dark. Mr. Thompson felt a rush of pleasure sweeping through him, his cock leaped in awareness and he could feel it growing along his leg. He felt an almost uncontrollable urge to reach out and knead the enticing cheeks of her buttocks in his hands but just then, she turned around.Bending down put an extra strain on the tight-fitting little panties and Amos could just barely see the outline of the fleshy folds of her pussy. A tiny wisp of black pubic hair curled around the tight leg band of her shorts. Instead of sitting, the damn bitch took a swing and slapped me across the face. I guess my dog is a little smarter than this bitch."Policia." I told her as I picked up the phone. I intended to call the cops to have this nut case removed.She seemed to get even madder, if that was possible. She knocked the phone from my hand and drew back to hit me again.I'd had enough. Nowhere in my Standard Operating Procedures does it say I have to take a beating from some drunken out of control bitch. As she. Hastahoy, aunque mi cuerpo ya se ha acostumbrado a la sensaci?n y no lainterpreta como algo desagradable. Pero eso lo aprender?a m?s tarde.Algo frustrada, y sin nada que hacer, me tumb? de nuevo en la cama. Noten?a sue?o, pero tendr?a que intentar dormir. Era de noche, pero sinreloj y sin televisi?n, carec?a de cualquier referencia. Adem?s, noten?a otra cosa mejor que hacer, as? que apagu? la luz.Logr? dormir alg?n rato, fui incapaz de determinar cu?nto. Antes ten?aun estupendo sentido del.