“You were asking me when I was going to confess to being IN love with her,” I clarified.“And?” he asked.“The answer’s the same. I don’t ...ver say those words, but what does it mean to be in love versus loving someone? It’s the passion that drives the one and the deep emotional connection that drives the other. When you have both, it’s a powerful force. I would gladly take a bullet for Victoria. I would count the cost of my own life as a bargain to save hers. Is that loving someone or being in. .. Jennifer’s buttocks were alternately squeezing Mr. Johnson as she squirmed around on my lap. Her attentions brought on his elongating shape and that was just what she wanted to see. Supper could wait. It was time to remind my wife that I had the power to erase her memories... For an hour we romped on the gigantic bed in our quarters. Jennifer was very prepared to keep it up all night but I had to get some sleep. We’d played until the wee hours the night before and I was feeling it.Having. After an hour of waiting there was a knock on the door and when I opened it there was Louise and the hooker, Charlene. Both were dressed as hookers.....lots of makeup, short tight dresses, their small girlish tits free of a bra, and ready for anything Jon and I wanted to do. The first round of sex was Charlene and Louise taking turns sucking our cocks. Although I was very anxious to fuck both of those small tight pussies, I told Jon he could go first as I had fucked Jon and Charlene several. Now ride me!She began slowly, sliding up and down his prick, holding onto him, her hands around his back and feeling his nylon shirt. His prick hurt her tight cunny.Oh my God, she gasped at the electric and burning feelings in her pussy.Can you feel me deep inside you, he asked?Mmm, she said hardly able to breathe as she rode him.He sucked her little titties.Oh, let me see! I want to see! Jane said suddenly.She got up, removing her wet nylon panties and came round to the side of the bed.She.