I slowly began inching my cock into her vagina. She was so tight that I could barely get it in, even though she was soaking wet. After working my cock...in, inch by inch, I was finally able to get it all the way in. I kept thrusting slowly in order to acclimate her vagina to my dick. I kept increasing the speed until I was able to start thrusting in and out at full speed. All three of us kept moaning louder and more frequently. Sadie kept her face buried in Shannon’s pussy as I felt like I could. I think that too many people take the credit when good things happen, but blame God when bad things happen, even if it's because they messed up."I just wonder why I can't feel bad about killing another human being, even when it was the right thing to do." Sure you killed a man, and that's supposed to be a sin, but what about killing the Indians and White men who have attacked us since then? What's the difference? The first time was just a little more personal and direct, but, both times, you. I suppose, subconsciously, it was another of the factors that told me our relationship was doomed. Not that I made the connection at the time.Mel’s got beautiful hair. Naturally blonde from her Nordic ancestry, medium length so it can flow around her head like a halo, or be neatly put up. Soft. Ticklish, but who cares when the rest of her is so close the hair is touching you. She’s so tall that I had to reach up and stand on tippy-toes a little to do the top, but it was worth it. It’s more than. The day of the cruise finally came and we got settled into our room. We couldn’t afford a suite on the ship but were able to get a room with two beds, it didn’t really bother her and it sure as shit didn’t bother me. The first night aboard, the cruise line scheduled a nice welcome aboard dinner in the main dining room so Lacey and myself got dressed up really nice and headed down there. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her on our way. She was looking extremely sexy wearing a black spaghetti.