“Milk?”“What?”“D’you want a glass of milk?”McKayla wrinkled her nose.“No?”She could hear Theo laughing in the kitchen.“Yeah you do... Trust me, honey.”When he came out, he was holding a huge glass of milk with a spoon in it. He laughed again at the skeptical look on his girlfriend’s face, and gave the white liquid a quick stir.“Trust me,” he said again, and McKayla narrowed her eyes and sipped at the beverage thrust in front of her face.At least, she meant to sip. Before she knew it, the glass. "Does your husband know Ryan isn't his son?" She froze. "Please, that was a mistake. I ended it. I want to put that in my past. I was weak, Father." Yes, you were weak. You are weak. You are a woman, slave to that hot, wet hole between your thighs." He ran his thumb over her lips. They were wet. He pulled her lush lips apart and pushed his thumb inside. "You are a whore, but I shall redeem you with my communion."Donna trembled. Her lips were wrapped tight about his thumb. Something kindled in. " Ah...okay. Sure. Feel free to stay here...but I've only got one bed.Maybe I can sleep on the floor, I'm sure I'll manage. Oh! Maybe I'vestill got some extra pillows somewhere." No need for that, Dorothea, let's just share the bed. Keep each otherwarm, you know."Manuela smiled as she gently increased the rubbing."Ah. Like that. That's quite a step to make after all these years,Manuela." I just feel so alone and helpless. Like I've amounted to nothing...andno partner lasted. But you, you and. Then i continued it with my full speed and she hold my back with full strength and she was also feeling awesome at that time and giving me full support by moving her hips and waist little up and down.. i continued fucking for around 20 minutes and i was fucking her in the same missionary position and now my knees and legs started paining but i ignored them and giving her strokes and then suddenly i was feeling very good that i am going to cum again but i hold it and increased my speed and now.