Her eyes had held such... "I love you," Sandra said.Richard opened his mouth, but Sandra spoke again."And I love Emily. I love what we have. Thanks fo... being my friend, Richard."For the second time that evening, Richard found himself being passionately kissed before he could speak. He had a feeling words weren't going to be very useful for a little while.Sandra pressed herself so firmly against Richard that it felt like she was trying to get inside of him. Her tongue was so smooth and silky. .. Cindy, I..." Let's go inside, Mom. We can talk."I pushed the door open. "And this is my first apartment." Where'd you live before this?" Dan and I lived in his trailer when we first got married," I said. Mom didn't know the exact timeline. I told her that Dan and I married in one of those unanswered letters, hardly getting an acknowledgement. No sense in her knowing the details, at least not now."That trailer of his? At the park?" she asked."Yeah." Don't you think that getting married at. ”“I know. We talked about it, but Mike, I don’t want to spend all that money ... And I’m not comfortable with what you just described.”“They promised the wedding wasn’t going to cost us a dime,” he offered.Marie was shaking her head and frowning. “It just doesn’t make sense. Why would they spend all that money on total strangers? Are you sure there isn’t a catch somewhere? Is this some type of commune? Are they trying to get us to take part...”Hall was ready to panic. “No. No, Baby. Nothing. .My hand comes to rest against your panties. My fingers leisurely begin to knead them, your labia, your entrance, your clit... teasing, tantalising. Despite yourself, you’ve stopped struggling a long time ago. As the heat and throbbing rises in your pussy, you feel the wetness come. I am now spreading it all over the gusset of your panties. ?Are you going to keep being a good girl for me now?? I ask. You nod.With a deft motion your dress is up over your waist. The straps of your panties go.