You deserve someone better than me, someone who won’t tell you the things you do aren’t good enough. Hell, Meredith, you haven’t even met any of...my family! We both knew this wouldn’t work.’ ‘Steven, please! Please give it a chance. I swear it’ll be different. I’ll make you happy, that’s what I want to do. I love you with all my heart. I didn’t try hard enough, I didn’t do the things I should have!!’ Meredith was sobbing now and Steven was barely able to make sense of what she was saying. Her. He hadn't needed to! This time his forelegs wrapped around my midsection. His hips had to thrust farther to rub himself against my lycra shorts. As a result, his big cock found the gap between my thighs and humped there instead of rubbing my hip. He experienced twice the sensation as his hindquarters ratched up to full speed.Abruptly I was ashamed. His previous ejaculation had stiffened into a crusty mass on my shorts. Why hadn't I washed and changed out of them? The day had been too hectic, I. I turned her around to face the door and lightly swatted her rear end. “There will be plenty of time for that when you get home.”Kara shot me another bright smile and then let herself out.I turned to see Linda watching me over by the kitchen bench; an intent look on her lovely face. When she saw me watching, her lips curled up in a wry smile.“Any of that left for me?” She asked me in a heated voice.I walked over to my wife and gave her the same treatment; pulling her up into me and kissing her. .. ?" Stan stammered as he saw the flash go off. Mitch kept taking pictures as Stan and Michelle tried to cover up. "These should make me some money on the internet," confessed Mitch as he turned the camera off. Stan tried to lunge for the camera, but Michelle was still lying partly on top of him, pinning him down."Hey, that's not funny," Michelle told Mitch who was sitting on the hoses by their feet now, holding the camera just beyond her reach. "You can't post those on the internet," she.