"Oh fuck. Fuck my pussy," you screamed Over and over again. This was too much -- I came, squirting deep inside your pussy. "Oh yeahhhh," you moaned, g...ving yourself a quick rub before getting off. You had came twice already. Then, we both sat up, and I got behind you. I slowly pushed my dick inside you, and you gasped each time I gave a small push. "Ohhhh. You're so tight, it feels soooo good!!" I exclaimed. I speed up, going faster and deeper into your hole with each succeeding thrust. I could. "Fortunately, I hadn't said anything to the kids. They didn't expect me to come home."I watched her rush to me. "Honey, I feel so sad that you didn't go home," she said as her body melted into mine and our kiss nearly got away from us. If it hadn't been for the sound bacon makes when the heat is turned up too high, we would have started all over again right there on the kitchen floor. She broke away, started back to the stove, and turning, said. "Why didn't you call me? I would have come to. That sent a shock wave through her belly and the water in her rectum and colon responded, sending waves of pain up and down her back. She raised her hips but that only made the water move upward, pushing against her lungs. The pain shot through her chest and down to her ass again. Marie started crying. She cried more easily now. The first days and weeks, shed managed to hold out until the half hour was nearly over. Twice, she didnt cry at all. Shed been proud of that, she had beaten Lora. But. I could just as easily havewalked over there. I almost went into shock when I saw who was openingthe front door: Marcy Whitcomb. I knew Marcy from school. We'd had a fewclasses together over the years. I should have made the connection. Sheeyed me suspiciously as I continued up the walk. Marcy was a bit of asnot-nose and never gave "John" a break about anything. She had a finefuture ahead of her as one who could magically turn "molehills intomountains." Good Morning, I'm Joan. I'm here to do.