I didn’t at this point know who it was. I just happen to call for Leo because he is the one I most fantasize about. My husband is used to me calling...out random guys names during sex.) The man between my legs paused for a second and then kept going, harder and faster. My calling for Leo seemed to stir something in him, as gas to a lit fire, he burst into an inferno and I with him. He moaned, moving to suck my breast as he continue to fuck me. The feeling of him moving inside me, his mouth on. ...but yet again, the soft kissed she witnessed after he drop him from school yesterday was telling her something elseher son was quick to take opportunity of her mum night outgetting in her room , putting on the very smooth panty snapping a pict he sent to ''daddy''she entered the bar saluting her friend her son home in her lingery, mouth open and sucking the 9inch bbc he got so much in love withworking like a very good small little boy between the strong spread legs daddy looking at his boy. I already had my mind in another woman's pussy, and I had been face deep in Judy for a good part of the afternoon. "Oh, shit, here we go.."I thought. I hope she doesn't chop me up and bury me in the cellar..."Olga touched my hair again "Such wonderful red hair you have. What a gift. You will be so wonderful onstage in your costumes, tiny you, with your red hair and your big voice. People will be astonished when that sound comes out of you..."My hair is my erogenous zone..is that the word? Ever. Sam could feel the movement of his head, so she was looking at him when he shook it. “What was that for?” she asked.“I was just thinking, darling: You know I’ve been to all sorts of Navy schools. I was just reviewing the list and realized that my problem is that they don’t have one.”“One what?”“A school on sex.” Then Jack brightened and added, “Since you’re so familiar with my service jacket, you know that I’m always first in my class. And if they had one on sex, I’m almost sure I would have.