Yet, she seems to be far from her orgasm. She needs some more stimulation, but since you need all your energy and focus for the pounding, she’s goin... to have to do something herself. “Grab my hair,” she orders. You comply. With both hands you reach beside her face to get her hair together and pull it back with both hands. She grunts as her head gets pulled in your direction. Now she doesn’t need her hands to support her anymore, so she lets go of the door and moves one hand to squeeze her. I feel the rubbery muscle surrounding my finger loosen even more and then I withdraw. Her groan almost sounds like disappointment, but I'm just reloading a little more lube and this time I press my index and my middle finger into her. She sucks her breath in but doesn't even flinch. I gently work the fingers around for a few long minutes, feeling the pressure that originally held them together gradually lessen. I continue my in and out twisting by trying to spread the fingers apart."Oh, Oh, Oh.. It can also cause the greatest heartache. What's important is what we do from this moment."I hugged her again, feeling a greater closeness than ever. My sister had grown up to be a remarkable insightful woman. Too bad I hadn't been around to see it.I realized she was right. If Amelia got up from the breakfast table one morning and disappeared after we had an argument I would be devastated."Taylor, you're right. I'm sorry. I ran away, thinking that was the only solution ... I was stupid ... and. As he bent with arm extended she, with her knees bent slightly, raised her legs in unison. He ran his arm under her knees and, while appreciating the tactile smoothness of her satin-touch thigh-highs, picked her up in one fluid motion. She whooped with delight. His cock stiffened."I'm going to carry you like this on our wedding night," he blurted out as they rubbed their open mouths together, "Which way, babe?"Laura pointed to the bedroom then threw her head back and moaned loudly as Steve's.