Harper has been able to mingle and get to know the marketing team better than she did before.And so there they are, in a huge backyard and a good dist...nce from the house, beers in hand and chatting about nothing even remotely close to work when she sees her prize. Sitting on a couch on the veranda on the second floor, Anthe has her long legs stretched out. From this distance, Harper can only make out a short white shirt and her red hair, blowing away from the wind. The rest of her is covered by. He takes his hand off my mouth, finally. "Tell me my cock feels good in your pussy baby" He has my legs high in the air, on his shoulders, pushing hard and deep in my pussy but I don't say it. He slaps my ass, hard. I jump, more tears come. "Say it now." "Your cock feels good in my pussy." I say with a trembling voice. "Good girl, you will always tell me that when I command it, do you understand." I nod my head, my body is trembling. He spanks my ass again an says "You will say 'yes sir' to. Trevor is repulsed by the idea of touching that hole, so this is the first time anybody in my life has touched it. His right hand is caressing me from my waist up to my breasts as he continues splitting my ass.(Dylan)Mom's getting wet now and some of it has gotten onto my dick, making it easier to slide up and down along her little pink butthole. I feel like I'm prepping it for insertion.(Jessica)Nope, we're not doing anal right now. As much as I want it, I'm not ready. I lift my right leg into. That was comforting, but I wondered what I'd have to hit to reach my true goal of .407 -- one point better than The Splendid Splinter, Ted Williams.When we headed back to Baltimore, I had hit safely in 50 consecutive games. I was the first guy, other than Joe DiMaggio, to have ever reached that 50-game plateau.It had been a rewarding road trip. Sandy had been with me for the whole week, and (unlike earlier road trips) she had been entirely happy about being there. Besides, we were lovers now,.