Yes, she’s spent years laying this trap and she knows that I’m hers and that she controls whether I’ll ever know for sure, whether she’s mine....I guess that’s one of the great mysteries of love, and life. From her hip, I slowly inch toward her mound, my heart beginning to beat more deeply as I anticipate the feeling that my fingers are about to read. Her legs part slightly and I feel her heat as I reach her treasure. I know what she likes and tonight I do my best to strum her lips with gentle. Miss Handworth’s blonde hair was streaked with sweat, her breathing was getting quicker and her pussy was throbbing, she was about to cum. Pulling out mat inserted a finger into her. She begged him to stop but he kept going, he wasnt even thinking about the job now or even being in an ‘interview’. Not being able to take anymore she jumped off of the desk and retreated to the chair that had been assigned to Matt during the interview. The sweat was pouring off of everyone now making their skin. Robert was watching TV when the call came that Natasha had been rushed to hospital following an accident at work, the shock hit him like a sledge hammer and he just grabbed his jacket and the van keys and rushed out of the house, he panicked when he found she wasn't at the hospital and was still going out of his mind when much later after checking every hospital he could think of he returned home.Natasha too had been busy; she had left Robert an envelope on the kitchen table when she helped. " His mom said to him as she urged him to press into her.My wife almost couldn't handle the intense pleasure that coursed through her body as he slowly pressed his massively thick specimen into her. She felt like she was going to rip, but it felt so good. She moaned as she adjusted to his size. It felt even better than she had remembered. There was pressure against every square inch of her vagina walls and the intense pleasure was indescribable. What remained of my wife's self-control vanished.