Little Fox had worked, Chris went golfing, Clarke also worked as the Senate passed two bills for her signature; while Louise went shopping at DC's fin...st malls. In the afternoon both Gabrielle and her husband took naps."I wish I could have gone with you," Clarke said. "Beats sitting in the Senate for most of the day." They're about to adjourn for the summer, dear," Louise reminded him."Yes, and they'll be out of my hair for a while," Gabrielle added. "I'm always glad to see them go and equally. . gonna .. cum!" I stated through a deep groan."Cum for me baby!" Amy answered back."UGH!" I groaned loudly as I felt a wave of electricity shoot through my body, flow down and hit my erect throbbing cock as a large wave of cum spewed from the crack of my shiny swollen crowned head. My body shook, causing Amy's body to shudder sat upon me as my arms wrapped tighter around her waist. My head lay against her spine, as the wonderful feeling of my shuddering explosion forced me to spasm beneath. Bowed down with fatigue, she was indeed confined to her bed; and it was in her own room, and from the lips of Madame de Villefort, that she heard all the strange events we have related, --we mean the flight of Eugenie and the arrest of Andrea Cavalcanti, or rather Benedetto, together with the accusation of murder pronounced against him. But Valentine was so weak that this recital scarcely produced the same effect it would have done had she been in her usual state of health. Indeed, her brain. I saw the loose, eager lips framing her glistening wet hole, and I couldn’t resist fastening my lips over them gently, jut to feel and taste, just quickly. Smooth… wet… soft... spicy. Those were my first impressions. And so sweet! I’m a primal girl: I love to taste my fingers when I’m masturbating, and I expected Cathy to taste the same, but she didn’t. Her flavours were more complex, more earthy, and very, very sexual. I moved my mouth away reluctantly, then looked up to make eye contact with.