“Nothing! We didn’t do anything wrong,” Shelby tried to soothe me.I calmed myself down and took her small hands in mine. “Why can’t we be to...ether?”“Jacob, I want to be with you. You have no idea how much I want to be with you, but not right now.”“Why not?”She took a moment to gather her thoughts before offering me a reason.“I don’t want to be the next girl you date. I want to be the last girl you date. Does that make sense?”“No, not at all. You can be both.”Shelby simply couldn’t help herself.. He began to fuck her ass nice and deep, and with each pounding thrust, he began to go faster and harder as his balls smacked into her wet pussy as Donna told him to go faster and harder. Chris then began to pound her ass with vicious thrusts like a man possessed as he pounded his cock deep and hard into her asshole like a moving piston. Sweat poured down off his back as he tried to hold back cuming as long as he could. Donna could feel Chris tensing up and wanting to cum and she didn't want. I guess" Bree said looking at the floor. "Oh come on. Don't be embarrassed. How can you be embarrassed around me of all people? I'm the one who should be standing here looking at the floor all shy like." She poked Bree playfully in the shoulder. That was something she did often and something Bree had always hated. "Anyway I brought you a little gift. Don't open it till you get to school or when you get home ok." Sure Trina" Bree said still feeling strangely shy. Trina sighed and rolled her eyes. She is a divorced woman of 42 who lives in D—–, a suburb of Dallas. Five foot eight, slim and athletic, with medium length, dark brown hair, green eyes, and full red lips. She has a 36C chest, 38 inch hips, and a 32 inch waist. Quite a figure and she is proud of it. Sam and I stalked her for three days before I met her and she always dressed in very fashionable, very sexy business outfits – typically a blue or black suit with knee-length skirt and heels. Her blouses are always more open than.