“Indeed Madam the pleasure is all mine!” Mr D’arcy replied airily, “Tis a pleasant enough little place you have here, quite like my lodging at...Manderly but somewhat smaller I fear.”“Oh Mr D’arcy you are too kind,” Mrs Bennet smiled through gritted teeth, “Come you must meet my girls,” she added, seeing an opportunity to marry one off, and called upon them to come through.“This is Jayne my eldest,” Mrs Bennet declared.“Ah plain Jayne, how appropriate,” Mr D’arcy greeted her.“And Eliza,” Mrs. As soon as I found this position, I started to riding him again, harder, and it felt amazing, I didnt even remember I was on top of a dirty smelly hobo who just raped me again. As I rode and my ass kept rubbing that special spot I was having the best time of my life, I truly never wanted it to end. I got myself into a pattern, I would 7 small, soft, slow pushes down and the 8th one would be a big drop, each time without fail, the 8th one made me squeal. I looked down at my rock hard 3 penis and. It had ended up turning into a full bottle that he shared with his wife. He replayed the events of the prior evening through his mind, the spontaneous laughter, the wine, the closeness of his wife and the wonderful sensuality. He made his way around the kitchen with the practiced efficiency of a standard Monday morning. But this morning was different. A subtle grin was etched on his face while walking through the standard routine. The night before had been intense, and took him back to the. He was downstairs in his living room as I was in his bedroom. The first thing I did was look at the view from his window to my bedroom. He could really see everything. I was kind of wondering if he'd ever looked through my window to snoop on me. I turned and looked at his bed and thought to myself, "This is the bed he fucked on last night." I just wanted to lay in it. Zac walked in and scared me. I screamed; he laughed. I grabbed some decorations out of a box and put some on his dresser when.