He spread her legs and pulled her to himself, and waited for what seemed to her an eternity with her legs forced open and vagina wet, red, puffy, and ...xposed after having been so harshly forced to provide sexual pleasure to her lover's throbbing dick. But even after such unfair abuse, all her pussy wanted was to be ravaged one more time by her husband's strong, thick cock. After this long, sexually-straining pause, she realized that he was no longer touching her, but she was still being held in. She wrote down something in her notebook, tore out the page and handed it to me.It said: Madison Kitty984- 359-94782478 NE 6 StreetOakland Park, Fl 34413Can’t wait to see you!!!Just then the bell rang and Madison said “toddles.” We left and I started off to the parking lot. I passed Madison and asked her how she was getting home. “The bus” she said. “No’ I’ll drive you home,” I said. “Ok” she replied and followed me to my car. We got to my VW Eos convertible, and I opened her door for her. She. She let out a loud, throaty moan as she reached her crescendo. Her face scrunched up in pleasure, legs spread wide as she lay on the bed, she was the picture of a sensuous woman. Once the climax subsided, she lay heaving, her face flushed and her breathing shallow. Her heart raced with love and lust as she grinned at her smug son, who had been watching his mother's orgasm-ridden body with endless fascination. She patted her son's head and ruffled his hair in an expression of gratitude -- the. I said that to Rachel, she giggled. My goat was just wonderful. We both opted for a sweet. It was quite dear, but this wasn't going to be a week for savings. We took a taxi back to the hotel.The next morning after breakfast we went to the National Gallery of Victoria on the other side of the Yarra. I'm certain that we saw only a fraction of the exhibits, but we were there all day. There were some striking works from Vanuatu and New Guinea and a great deal of European painting, including a.