Paige again nervously reached down, and putting her hand on mine, but didn’t stop me. Kissing her on the neck, I gently let my finger press into her...slit, which made her then reached back, feeling for my cock. I wanted to be in her and as I turned her to face me, I had her lay back. Paige kicked her legs out from under her and as she laid back, she again shyly cover your pussy with her hands. She was obviously unsure about what I was doing or maybe she was a little embarrassed, but as we looked. It is very sensual, and incredibly loving, but his only thought is to chase away my troubles and drive back my fears, not sex. Just as I see myself sobbing and howling away the pain of life in these visions that Payne brings me, I find my own face wet. This is when I waken, leaving the half-dream that had brought those precious moments of peace behind, and now I am free to shed my own tears. I can wail and sob and cry – I can howl and lament to my hearts content. I have a reason – Payne has. He had pulled the waistband down and his moisture-seeking heat missile was ready for launch. “My turn?” asked Paul. “Not this time, guys. Maybe later. I gotta get home and take a shower.” As she stood up I told her we had a very nice shower she could use. “Nah, I really need to get home. Can somebody loan me a long T-shirt and drive me?” I found her a knee-length T-shirt I sometimes wore to bed. Printed on the front were three lines: “Duck,” then “Truck,” then “Rhymes with.” Sonja told me I was. But as I slam myself into her, she grunts moans, sitting back on her elbows. Seeing her tits bounce to my thrusting make me feel the control, & I stare at her emotionless as I continue to fuck her. Hard. Just to let her know where she stands, and degrade her more, I start talking trash to her"Look at you, taking this dick. Face it Jord-Inn, you LIKE it. Here you are, and completely getting off on being degraded like this. You wanted to get back here & fuck me, you dirty cunt.”Jordynn’s gave.