So sometimes she would go out and allow herself to be picked up and spent the night with him in our bed (since I wasn't there) and would have a freshl... fucked pussy when I got home, or on the nights I got off at midnight she would come home after 2 a. m. either with a guy in tow, and we would have a threesome, or with a freshly fucked pussy.I love pussy. and I especially loved a freshly fucked one. There is something special about a freshly fucked pussy, the taste, the feel, the swollen lips,. .. for the most part. He always encouraged you on nights out, that was for sure, but he had broken his promise to not have sex while you were in the room a number of times. Some nights, when they thought you were asleep you could hear Amy slurping on his cock, gagging on the girth. Other nights, she'd attempt to quietly ride him, straddling herself against his muscled abs.There was a dark side to them, though.A few times, you'd plop on your pillow and smell Amy's nectar. They must have propped. “It pains me to leave your side but I cannot stay here. I cannot take the whispers and glares and I cannot take mother and father constantly badgering me. There is so much animosity I can take from my own family--” Raanciel took a sharp intake of breath. He felt tears welling in his eyes. “--before I completely break -- it is getting to be too much...”Raanciel started when he felt his brother’s hand on his face. The older drake gently pulled his face up to look at him. The two stared at each. Daniel realised that he had not played a single hand, and yet he was guaranteed seventh position at the very least. He was around par in chips when the blinds increased to 2,000 and 4,000 and it was then he received his first action. The dealer fanned him a pair of aces with rags. The new short stack, an older guy wearing a crumpled light blue Whistling Straits golf shirt, made a raise in early position and everyone folded to Daniel. After thinking for a few seconds, he re-raised. Whistling.