Her nails made small cuts on my back. I gave another thrust and my dick was fully inside her. She was untouched for more than five years this had made...her pussy very tight. Tears were running down her cheeks. But she was enjoying each and every moment. I started making to and fro motion and she was moaning like hell. She kept on saying” Fuck me. Oh yes… Fuck me hard… Make me your bitch. Yes… Tear my pussy… Am your slave from today… aaahhhh”After some intense fucking, I was about to cum but I. Wendy stroked the girl's head, remembering the wild and alarming sensations that invaded her body just hours ago, when Jenna suckled at her breast. She was relieved that this thirsty little teenager would be spending the night somewhere else. She needed a break.Jenna went to the playpen where Jeremy was and reached down to stroke his soft little head. "I'm gonna miss you, Jeremy..." she sang, "but I'll be back tomorrow, don't worry."Jenna had some toast and eggs that Wendy had made, and then. On the other hand, sometimes a very ordinary, .245-hitting reserve infielder is, for reasons unknown to Man, able to hit the league's premier pitcher like he owned him.Match ups are part of the fun of the game. I was looking forward to the next game in the series against the Royals, because they had Alphonso Cardenez scheduled to pitch, and I owned the guy.Cardenez was a damned good pitcher. You had to be good to win more games than you lose, pitching for the Royals. But against me, he was. .So then you will have to call me to set up sometime to give it back to me." He said kissing her lightly on the cheek he walked back to the cab and hit the end of the cab telling it it could leave. "What are you doing?!?" Grace asked taking a few steps away from her building to watch him walk down the street. Matty turned around but kept walking, "walking home! I am not so cold anymore!" x-x-x-x-xGrace was sitting in her office and glanced down at her phone and then over at Matty's jacket that.