He told her "Yes, that feels so good. You make my cock so hard. You want to feel my cock more? Do you want more fucking baby? Want more hot cum? You a...e so beautiful and so nasty. Now get on your hands and knees and get ready for more cock."As she got on her hands and knees, he pushed her head to the bed and and once again spread her legs. He then kissed her ass cheeks and and then spread the cheeks wide showing her ass. He ran a finger over her pucker and watched her flinch. He smiled and ran. “Let’s get you settled in,” she said as she walked me to my room.When I walked in, I was surprised to see the room decorated in some of my favorite things. There was a steering wheel from a racecar over my bed, the very PS3 that we played together with so much plugged into a big screen television and a box of random crap that I always kept next to my bed. She also had bought bedding that looked identical to what I had in hell.“You like?” she asked.“Absolutely!” I exclaimed as I lay down on the. The drive simultaneously seemed to take forever, and to be over in a moment. They made small talk, discussing his flight and the weather. She found it hard to focus, though. Her eyes and thoughts kept returning to his hands, as they caressed the steering wheel with every turn.She stood behind him as he checked in at the front desk, her ankles crossed and her right thumb hooked around the strap of her purse. She felt guilty again, as she imagined everyone in the lobby judging her for what she. Dana raises her eyebrow. "She's the sweetest woman I've ever met."Dana grabs her bag and goes into the second bedroom. Abby rolls her eyes and follows her inside. They silently unpack their things and Dana hides the guns in the closet on the shelf. They come back out and see that Abby's mother has started cooking already. Dinner is filled with talking about her mother's life in Maine and laughing at Abby's funny childhood embarrassments. Every time something about the Morgan family came up Abby.