‘I love you so much. It’s all in my eyes.’ His tortured howl echoed in the small room as he tried to catch his breath. ‘Leigh!’ ‘I’m her.... Right with you just as I always will be. I’ll never leave you. We’re meant to be forever.’ ‘Forever,’ he said. ‘I love you, honey. How can you …?’ He let the question hang when she chuckled. ‘It’s so simple. You’re mine.’ His nod reflected back at him in the mirror. ‘I’m yours.’ ‘Your body knows my touch and craves it. This is a detour in our journey of. The door opened and wow man the lady who had made me masturbate innumerable no.Of times was standing in front of me, clad in a simple but a thin transparent saree with a short sleeved thin blouse. Her saree was black in colour with flowers printed on it in orange colour, the kind of sarees house wives wear and look so innocently hot. Her blouse was white in colour ,thin and semi-transparent one. Now let me tell you about her structure not the approximate measurement but what ever I was able. Betty was licking up and down on just about the entire length of Phil's thrusting cock.There weren't any other cars parked close by--not on each side, at least--and Stacy felt that it was a good thing. She'd hate to be arrested on a morals charge. But she'd heard drive-in movies described as passion- pits so she guessed it was safe enough. If she could just stop being so afraid and force herself to become directly involved... "God, but that feels great, Betty! You're a cocksucker from the word. I dont have any intention of violating her trust in me. But Im sure her mother wouldnt approve. Several time during the night, I wake up to her clutching me and sobbing. I hold her, feeling very noble. When I wake up in the morning, her hand is around my dick and she is giggling. The t-shirt has ridden up around her waist. Her eyes are red but she is smiling. You have an erection. Gently taking her hand. Yes, I guess youve never slept with a guy before. Guys nearly always wake up with an.