I’m not giving her an allowance to buy booze on the weekends. With all of the money I’m not spending on Annie, I’m rolling in money, even after ...aying for this place.”Paul was putting half of his savings into a savings account. That was the visible money that an attorney could find with relative ease in the event that things came to a divorce. The other half was tucked away in an envelope in a drawer at his office. That was the money he was going to use to start over if things didn’t work out. She really liked the dual thrusts along with being "stretched", which she had come to love along with being fisted. After I had explained to her my intentions for wanting to fuck her pussy along side my best friend, she understood that it was really about her, about making her cum, and that we both of us men truly wanted her body THAT BAD. I think that was evident by the fact that Tom was a bit hesitant, but still readily agreed to fuck her pussy with me in this double vaginal fashion. In. Then thrust again. Then back to her clit, lips gently caressing, tongue stroking. She felt a tightness building in her belly. A liquid fire ran down her limbs and she moaned again. His lips fastened to her clit. He stroked her. He blew on her clit, teased it, caressed it. Her pussy encased his tongue over and over. She shivered. A wave of heat was born of his tongue and crept over her body, taking her higher. She was on fire. She came. He laughed, thrust his tongue into her pussy, and drank. My father had always described me as been just like him, stubborn. I knew I had to stop but my horror made me continue. The cities weren’t safe but neither was trekking through a severe snowstorm. I eventually came to my senses as I tripped over an object concealed by the snow. With my hands outstretched, I cushioned the fall against a nearby tree trunk. The rough, hard bark ripped through the wool of my gloves and grazed the palms of my hands, drawing blood to the surface. A sharp stinging.