“How do we start?”“Tell me how to get to your place. My bed is only for my husband.” That’s when I learned about the kissing rule too.Fiftee... minutes later I was undressing her as she stood next to my bed. I kissed every interesting tidbit as it was uncovered. When I laid her down and headed towards that dark-furred pleasure place, she commented, “Don’t worry, I showered and cleaned it this morning.” She was delicious and got happily noisy quickly.I took her classic style that first time six. Not wanting to make it longer or worse, I resolved to stay put as if it was my job. I managed through to about swat 13 because he was putting some space between those seats. But at swat f******n he decided to rain them on my butt until he hit twenty. I couldn't stand it. It hurt too much and at swat 17, I lost control of my bladder and peed on the floor. I felt my body flush red. I never pee in front of him to begin with, and then to just lose it on the kitchen floor, I could barely breathe. As a parent of an adult female child who did all that what would you think?"Again she paused before answering. "I would think she was attached to the guy, they were a couple." I think so too. If you add in the incident that brought us together with the rest of that story and the visit from your dad and from Junior, how we BOTH talked with them, I think we just came up with why your family thinks we ARE a couple. How do you feel about it? Are you okay with them having that perception of us, of. “Just because nobody wants you. Because nobody wants to fuck a poisonous dwarf like you”. Pippa’s forceful caresses sent my petite frame spiralling as pulses of sensation spasmed along my quivering pussy walls, as my body writhed atop her beautiful fingers, as my tiny breasts and thick stiff nipples heaved violently beneath my tears dampened blouse, as my stomach clenched and my thighs began to shake uncontrollably, as the tension trapped inside my wonderfully filled sex thrummed desperate to.