“I had to know baby, and this seemed like the only way to be sure. I’m so sorry please forgive me?” I couldn’t speak; I was overwhelmed by the...strength of my own feelings. My only response was to take his hand in mine as I led him into my home. Neither of us spoke a word as we climbed the stairs to my bedroom, both appreciating the magnitude of what we were admitting. When we reached the bedroom we stood at the edge of my bed our hands still clasped, and I knew. I reached out to him tracing my. She would control it carefully and yet with the compassion she craved from the old man."Continue," she said to Michael with a stern, but encouraging whisper.He looked back at her."Con- continue?" he replied.She allowed the robe to fall off her left shoulder, revealing one full, mature breast to his hungry eyes, along with her torso, her hip and her leg. His cock pulsed with anticipation."Continue what you were, uh, doing," she said, nodding to his cock. She then took the lotion in her hand and. God sends me this, and I hail it joyfully!" How strong and courageous you are!" said the fair, frail girl to her brunette companion."Did you not yet know me? Come, Louise, let us talk of our affairs. The post-chaise"--"Was happily bought three days since." Have you had it sent where we are to go for it?" Yes." Our passport?" Here it is."And Eugenie, with her usual precision, opened a printed paper, and read, --"M. Leon d'Armilly, twenty years of age; profession, artist; hair black, eyes black;. .! Ooooo!" panted 'Darla'/Rhonda lustily."There you go bitch," grunted Carl, "Told you this shit was gonna be good."Meanwhile, Mike has increased his rotations and thrusts to match Rhonda's and Carl's rhythm and was now fucking Rhonda hard. He reached with both arms and grasped both on Rhonda's heavy hanging mammaries, grasping and manipulating the wife's fleshy round nipples while he fucked the asshole of Melvin's moaning wife like a whore she now was."Damn, Slut's cunt is still wet! Hot ass.