" "Right." Luke threw him a dry look. "And if there's one thing Millie would never make more of, it's coffee." "You never know." "All right, I'm ready..." Luke grabbed his gloves. It hadn't snowed yet, but it felt like it might any minute. "And another thing," Sol said as they walked, "don’t you take up all Emma's time. You like her, fine, but I want my food. And coffee." "You're a true romantic, Sol. Your wife must drown in all the roses you buy." Luke wondered if Emma liked roses. "Pah!" Sol. Sorry honey. I wanted to shower and do the same thing. Do you want me to come back?No you shower maybe I'll be done by then, just leave me some hot water.WHAT THE FUCK?? I know their girls. I know they masturbate but in front of your mother without stopping or being embarrassed?Vanessa still fingering her pussy my si(s)ter Franny pulls her top over her head, her MILF tits bouncing.Holy fuck her mother fuckin' MILF tits are magnificent! Veins running through her tits and stretchmarks, big I mean. He produced a heavy thick leather prison strap and with one hand holding my head down to the seat he began walloping my blazing backside, whup whup whup whup, the heavy meaty sound of the strap impacting my unprotected swollen bottom brought renewed cries from me. The strap nearly knocked me off my feet with every stroke, whup whup whup whup, 2 dozen heavy blows causing such pain all I could was cry and weep. I finally went limp across the chair, unable to support myself due to complete. She couldn't be sure it had worked untilthe diminutive blonde that she had turned Ross into walked in, but allher experiments last night had led her to believe it would work. No-onehad given her more grief than normal on her way in, so the memory ofRoss seemed to be gone, but she couldn't be sure until...***He stumbled through the doorway, not used to the greater effort hissmall frame had to put into something as simple as opening a door andeveryone turned to look at him. He could feel the.