Always in that order, without variation. He finished his breakfast and grunted something that was supposed to mean good bye or breakfast was good, or ...omething. She long ago gave up trying to figure it out. As long as he was gone and left her in peace. She cleaned up the dishes and the kitchen then went upstairs to change and start her day. The bruise on her face would fade in a day or so, but she was worried about the pain in her side where he had punched her in the ribs. She was afraid that. No way. I grabbed the jogging pants. The next box had coats, which I passed over, and after a few more of folded dresses and various other things, I found my underwear and bras. I had an overnight bag in the kitchen, but everything was dirty, our thinking was that I would unpack the first day I moved it. I pulled a pair of underwear out and stepped into them, but the ass was just too tight. I stepped out of them and found a thong, and for the first time I realized the purpose of a thong. I. During the war I spent so much time wrapped up in a tight little bedroll or in a hammock I swore I'd get the biggest bed I could find when it was over. So I did. We left Sleeping Beauty lying there and I told Sharon to dim the lights but not turn them off entirely."That's the first time I think she's really been asleep since we got here," Terry told me as we left the room."The sedative," I commented."Hmm, partly," she agreed. "But I think she finally feels safe for once." She better not get. I grabbed his hips " enough teasing your gonna fuck me now and your going to fuck me good!" i pulled him in close and his cock slid deep into my soaked pussy with ease as we both moaned he began to push his member in and out of my pussy as he picked up rhythm. i was so horny i was in full slut mode " fuck me like a whore tom" i reached round and gripped his ass and pulled him in deeper and motioned for him to fuck me faster as he then began to piston fuck me i could hear him slamming against.