I want you to moan as I stretch you and go deeper inside you than anyone ever has. I want you to feel every throbbing vein and soak up every bit of my...precum. When I’m finished with you you’re not going to be able to walk.With my left hand I position my thick, naked cock in between your pussy lips and thrust. Pushing my head in you I can feel your body tighten as I begin to stretch you apart. I’m so thick I can barely get in. As I put more and more of me in you, your breathing gets louder. I. Your father really didn’t believe me that his friend raped me. That bastard just slunk off, and I never heard from him again. As soon as I missed my period, your father married me so no one would know.“Here’s the terrible thing, your father has loved me since Junior High School. He wanted to be my first. He wanted to be my only. He wanted to make the earth move for me, like Hemingway talked about in “For Whom the Bell Tolls.” Your father tries so hard, and he’s pleasant and gentle and romantic,. "I looked again at his face, more closely this time. There were definitely some red patches of shaving rash, and several traces of blood and cuts. There was even a little bit of toilet paper still stuck on his neck!"Ouch! That must have hurt!" Yeah, and it didn't do the razor much good either!"I winced. I cut myself shaving more than I thought was reasonable, and that was without going too long between sessions.Sheila reported that we were using the last of the milk, and Adrian and Hamish were. ”Manali: Maine aaj karne ki kosish kiye, par…Rahul: Par kya Manali, tell me.Manali: He is too tired now, isliye woh sleeping pill lekar so raha hai.Rahul: Iska matlab woh ab kal subha se pahele nahi uthega.Manali: Hm…Rahul: Ek baat kahun? Bura toh nahi manogi.Manali: Say.Rahul: Will you mind if I kiss you? Just one kiss.Manali: Rahul. Why do you want to do this to me? Main same galati barbar dohrana nahi chahti.Rahul: Tum usse galti kehte ho? Mere feelings ka koi kadar nahi hai tumhe? kal raat.