I aimed to be bad to be good, but I’ve failed. Because I’m taking care of you. This one last time. Remember my husband’s house at the lake. ...ou used to love to read his journals. Even after he died, or maybe especially then. He was a lot like you. Except I let him go. I’m letting you live. Find his words and find your next step.Quickly, Mouse.Delete this.” My eyes burned with tears. I felt the hair on my arms rise, warmth fill my soul, and everything softened. Everything I’d felt my. "oh oh oh oh!!" Of course I didn't complain. That's a broken record that I could listen to all day. Her orgasm exploded all over my face in a gush of hot and wonderfully tasteful fluids...But I was far from done.Once again I did something completely unexpected. I very quickly slid out from under her, rolled over, and slammed my dick deep into her from behind. I was rewarded with a satisfying,-and very high pitched -"ohhhh!!!" Frankly I was done being gentle. I was fortunate enough to be a man. Obediently I slid downward a bit. Her hand moved to my crotch and she gave my cock a squeeze, then pulled her hand back."Yep!" she said confidently. "That's how they did it!" She gave me a huge smile and then stood up and walked to the front of the room. I sat there admiring her body in her tight athletic shorts and school shirt. Those shorts! So many views of the bottom of their asses as they walked. Emily sure filled them out well, and her legs were just gorgeous! She turned and said,. Absent-mindedly she walked through the store to see what she needed, when she heard a voice she recognised well.What are you doing here? She asked herself nervously when she saw man that haunted her dreams at night. She didn't realise that her body had begun to tremble with a mixture of desire and fright. She tried avoiding to be seen, but luck was not on her side. When she looked again, she sighed out her relief for it looked like he had left. Maybe there was a God after all."You look so.