Absolutely none. But I hate the idea that the beast could just leave the area and prepare for the winter.”He just shrugged and started stringing his...own bow but I stopped him. I knew that he had decent skill with his bow, and in theory it would be as efficient as my crossbow. The problem was that you had to be standing while shooting and with my crossbow you could stay low. I was sure that the eyesight of the beast at least as good as ours - probably better.“I’d rather hope that you’d be able. .”He got hold of both her wrists, held them in one of his firsts, but then, she did not really offer any resistance. She moaned softly. The fingers of his other hand was caressing her, teasing her. “Maybe I should tie you up first...”“Why?”“Well, because I can, Yvette..“Ahh!” she gasped loudly as his finger penetrated her. She was wet, very wet. Her husband had been gone for almost three weeks. “Hands behind your back, bitch” he said and let her go. She stumbled forwards, got sort of wedged. He believed Alex had stolen Serena from him, when in fact Serena had never been his to be stolen. By this act he felt he had his ultimate revenge. In his teenager's mind, it went like this: "You fucking stole my girlfriend but I, Bernie, had actually fucked your mom, sucker." As an added twist of his knife he told Alex that it was Kendra's idea to send him those videos. In the meantime sex-life must go on. One Sunday morning Bernie drove his two lovers in a winnebago/motor home out to the. “Beautiful”, he said. He kissed my pussy and pushed his tongue into me while looking me straight in the eyes. I just wanted to feel his cock deep inside me. He sat on the massage table facing me, with one leg on each side, lifted my legs and pulled me towards him. I could feel his cock making its way into my wet pussy as he lowered my legs on top of his, and gently lifted me up. He pulled me close, and I curled my les behind his back, while he pushed his cock all the way into my pussy. He.