She managed to take it all without losing a single drop. I was completely spent and had to send her home immediately for her 9 o clock curfew. Her m...m is very strict (and fucking hot as well, a personal trainer).The next morning as soon as she was able she was back, knocking at the door, ready to fuck. I had been stroking ever since the night before, straining not to cum again so I could have a nice big load ready for her. I was pretty much in love with this amazing young girl, and she was. In fact, they usually had showered together. Her eyes went to the nightstand. The cigarette pack was still there. It hadn’t been opened. She was losing her grip on him—but not entirely, not yet. She had been told it might come to this. She had to decide whether she wanted to fight for the relationship or just let it ride. She had been warned she couldn’t have it both ways for very much longer, that she had to choose between her worlds. She had to choose. But maybe not the ultimate choice just. The prospects for 'Amira' seemed different though."Ricky! Get up here with the sledge-hammer. Perhaps we can have a little fun with the one that's left before we finish her off."Donnie heard a series of thuds and then a man shouting for someone to bring a sledge-hammer. He turned around to try and figure out where the goddess had transported him to and he saw what looked like a young Pakistani woman standing with her back to him.The woman had a large pair of scissors in her hand and she was. I can see your chest heave in your dress as I reach down and grab hold of your stocking clad foot. My hand gently massages your foot, I know how much you like that, I do too. your soft toes and foot feel amazing in my hand and I press it gently down on my crotch. I feel your foot sliding up and down and you quickly pull your foot away as our food comes. You are so predictable, cream of mushroom soup. You love mushroom soup and I can’t help but giggle. Every waiter and waitress in this.