I do or I did, before this last thing that happened, cared for you. You will have to earn back both my trust and then my love. But I will give you tha... chance; because our son has asked me too try. I do not want to go back to that mountain cave. There are too many painful reminders. I want a place with a meadow near that I can walk to and I can grow a garden and maybe have a few animals that are not scared of you. I want you to swear to me that you will never again hurt me or put me in a pit or. I have to be honest it didn't take much flirting and Anne had him in her pocket and hoping to get into her pants.From then on the day flew and by the time we had finished dinner together at a restaurant where Anne had undone a couple more buttons on her blouse giving a better view of her cleavage he was rampant, given that she had hinted she wouldn't be adverse to a bit more fun back at our apartment.The walk from the restaurant to the apartment was meant to be leisurely as a five minute walk. Their theory is different from yours. Faustus Mortal: Believe what you will. I have a model. Start with nothing and experience pair production: a positron with energy and an electron. The positron’s standing wave flattens out and is tangent to the positron at a single point. From that point there are three degrees of freedom created via inversion of the spheres, of lengths 4pi, (4pi-1/pi), and (4pi-2/pi), whose product just happens to be 1836.15… Taunus Trumbo: Convenient numerology. Faustus. My cockhead brushed her wet heat and she sighed. It bumped her clit and she gasped. I lowered my aim and dropped my hips, and this time she groaned as my spit-slicked shaft speared halfway into her. I looked up from her cunt to her face, saw her eyes wide on my narrowed gaze, her mouth open and slack to my clenched jaw. I shifted my hips, working the rest of my cock into her. Fuck, this was incredible! Her slick velvety heat infused me, wrapping my shaft and gripping. I pushed until I was deep,.