With a tremble in my voice I say „Yes I accept you to own my life and to take care of me like I'll care for you.“ You gently kiss my forehead and ...fterwards you gently kiss my lips while I feel some tears of you running down my face. It's not the first time for it to happen like this but each time I'm overwhelmed by this greeting ritual, this ritualistic giving and receiving. I get back on my feet and I'm speechless, I take you by the hand and guide you to my living room. You avoid choosing the. " I remarked. I took my glass and held it up to her as a toast. She smiled."Yes it is nice. It's very pleasant sitting out here on these long summer evenings." I can imagine. Very impressive flat as well." She laughed."Tim. I can still read you like a book. The answer to your question; how can I afford this; is simple. Daddy died twelve months ago. He was an overbearing dissolute pig. But he did well for himself and kept the family in comfort, probably why he thought it was ok to have. Linda wrapped her hands around Kathy's trim ass and pulled her dripping cunt hard into her mouth as she returned everything Kathy and Cynthia had taught her. Kathy screamed and Linda hunched her cunt up to Cynthia's delightful administrations.The evening became dream like, now she recognized a lot of the images that had flooded her mind of late. Now as she felt Kathy and Cynthia leave her she saw Kathy's husband Jack standing with his hard cock at her open lips. Linda moaned loudly and caught. “Mm mm!”, Hamida, who had already started enjoying this sudden turn of erotic events, said as she slightly moved her head to both sides.The pharmacist’s eyes burned with lust as he looked at Hamida’s tits greedily.“Man, look at the size of these things,” he said as he squeezed each of her boobs in each of his hands. “This is a fucking milking cow, man!” He said as he hit her tits against each other a few times.“I wanna taste,” the pharmacist said as he placed his mouth on Hamida’s right tit and.