Hell with it. She folded her arms on the desk and let her head fall heavily onto them as she began to weep again. Too damn many ironies for one life...��First of all, the name: Susan B. Anthony. Major Susan B. Anthony, United States Army: combat-trained daughter of Quaker parents who were still reeling over her choice of career. She often wondered whether the original Susan B. Anthony, pioneering feminist (and a distant ancestor of Susan’s), would approve. As an agitator for women’s rights she. Don’t worry, I’m just thinking out loud.”“Would it help speed things up if I stripped too?”“I think so.”With that, she let go of me momentarily, moved back and pulled her T-shirt over her head, exposing her firm, juicy breasts. She was wearing a simple cotton white T-shirt and some leggings. “Holy fuck,” I gasped.“Better?”I couldn’t help but marvel at her breasts. Her nipples were bigger than Jenna’s, and they were just as delicious looking. It probably helped that I had a thing for MILFs and. Can I sleep with you tonight Daddy?"Jake reached down and helped Shannon to her feet. He pulled her close to him. "Yes baby. Daddy wants you to sleep with him tonight. And tonight, Daddy wants to make love to you. Fucking you is fine, but he wants to make slow gentle love to you. Will you let Daddy make love to you?"Shannon looked at him. It would be so easy to fall into the spell of being in love with him. And she had to be very careful not to let that happen. She would never hurt Taylor by. ..' Steve laid down on my back and kissed my left ear whispering '...your place, your rules, you said you wanted to fuck when ever I got hard. Well I'm hard and I wanna fuck...' Steve did not let up he just placed his hands on the back of my shoulders and started to power hunch his dick into my prostrate bung. I tried as much as I could to take his dick till I had to beg and plead, promising Steve anything he wanted if he would just slow down. It seems like Steve would fuck all night till his.