Mais que jepouvais attendre sa femme dans le salon. Celle-ci était là-haut. Il criabien haut : « Chérie je m'en vais » car la musique était trop...forte. Jereconnus le concerto de Schumann. Je me tins ainsi morose sur ma chaise.J'eus envie de partir et de renoncer.Il était patent que j'avais changé. Je ne me reconnaissais plus. Cettefemme m'avait changé en monstre. Ma fine pellicule d'innocence avaitvolé en éclat. Qui eût pu imaginer il y a un an que je pus maintenantgravir ainsi les marches en. When I didn’t fall he unloaded two more rounds. I just looked at him and smiled, ‘Not like last time huh Mike? Last year when I caught you and Melissa in bed together you didn’t hesitate did you? And with the same pistol yet.’ By now he knew lost his cool and attacked me with his hands. I was hoping for this. Even before my death he could never match me in a fair fight. I guess that’s why he shot me instead. I stood still as he hit me in the head with his fists ripping more rotting flesh from. So I took some break and placed my mouth on her mouth and holding her tightly I gave a fast stroke and completely entered in her within one stroke. She was restless and tried to cry loudly but I did not let her to make noise. She was crying a lot. I was holding her and my dick was still inside her and started to kiss her and hold and squeeze her boobs. After some time she was fine and her pain subsided.Now I started to move back and front and started pumping her. After some time she was also. Mai hasne laga. Mujhe hasta dekh wo or gussa hi gayi or apna sperm wala hath mere body par malne lagi or boli ab haso. To maine bhi gussa dikhate hue kaha ki abhi batata hu aapko or uth kar unki tango ke pass gaya or jhatke se unki chut par haath fera.Wo sihar uthi or apni pair ko daba ke chut ko chhupane lagi. Mai bhi pure josh me tha. Or unki taanho ko failane laga. Par didi puri taqat se apni apni taang ko daba ke apni chut chhupa rakhi thi. Aisa karne ke karan unki chut par ek katori jaisi.