” Clint’s voice was lower, somehow. Calm. Reverent.He stared at the other man’s silhouette and the way the house lights glowed at his untucked ...lue shirt. Made his khakis seem brighter than the rest of the world. This city-paced, cheating on his wife, emotion-detached man… if he understood the serenity of this place…There’s more to him.Henri felt the curve in his lips. He took a moment to soak in the sound of the river’s soft dribble, the swirl of the wind, the house’s low hums. Sounds even. Ittook a little more than six weeks for them to complete her breast reconstruction.She was now a quarter inch shy of being a 38C. She was also the possessor ofa set of very sore black and blue breasts, a condition that would take a monthto disappear. In a week they would know if the sperm-rich semen that had been drenchingJoyce's ovaries for the last three weeks had produced the desired effect. Nearlyforty guys had teamed up on this project, refraining from ejaculating for aweek to build up. We played around in the pool for a while: every time I saw her my little pussy got wet, which she thought was amusing. She used to call me her horny little baby girl, among other things. After splashing around for a while, we went into her apartment. Of course, after thefirst couple of visits, we didn't waste time having drinks or watching TV -- we saved that up for after we'd had sex.I remember that Laura peeled her wet Bikini off, exposing her pussy, sat on her bed, and pulled me over to her.. I jerked his dick n rubbed his balls, he began to grunt like a pig and his eyes started to roll up in his head, he came like a volcano, erupting hot cum everywhere . Suddenly Uncle Petey got up pushed me back on the bed and put his big dick inside me. As I was already wet he slid right into my tight pussy. He let out a yowl like a wounded dog, and thrust upwards in my pussy. I could feel him hitting my walls as he slid in and out of me. "Ohhhh its good" he says in a whisper. The more.