I got up after fucking her hard for another 10 minutes and climaxing in her after which she was breathing heavily for air “You have torn my pussy to...ay. I have just not fainted rest everything in my system has failed. I wish I had you as a husband. Really” and we smooched hard real hard.I went to the neighboring room and got some jelly from the fridge in a plate. She did not understand why that jelly was brought and she was like “If you’re hungry you should eat me and not the jelly.”I smiled. She was coming to town for a job interview and he’d offered to let her spend the night with him. No, he reminded himself. Not ‘with me.’ That’s what got me into trouble in the first place. She’s ‘spending the night at my apartment’.He sighed again. Like wording it differently would have made any difference to Rachel. He wrote back to Leigh, telling her that he was excited to see her and to let him know when she was getting close. He was being honest, he wasexcited to see her, the fighting and. Jennifer didn't even pretend, and was pinching her hard little nipples through her top, and Karen... Karen simply stared with her mouth open. Her very firm breasts heaving in her bra, her dark aureolas apparent through the sheer lace. Her large nipples getting more and more pronounced.Scott quickened his pace a bit. He'd been hard for over an hour now, enduring their teases and dying to get off. He knew he wouldn't last long. He thought they'd make a comment about his quick release, but didn't. After a few minutes, he texted me a photo of her alone, going down an escalator. "Keep up the surveillance," I texted back.The next photo came a few minutes later: my mom looking at dresses, a pretty saleswoman in a short skirt helping her sort through the walls of clothes. She was carrying a few more bags; it looked like she had bought a few things.Eventually, Jon sent me a photo from fairly up close of my mom in the beach shop, looking at red, orange, and blue bikinis: small strips of fabric.