I very reluctantly murmured something I don’t even know what I said actually. “B” was made to cum very sensually he and “B” have a very diff...rent relationship. One that I don’t know that I could have that with him just because I don’t know him I know it takes time and what not I also don’t know if I could have that with him. I am very loving and caring and to attach myself to someone who takes care of me and doesn’t really care about me. I don’t think I could handle that let down. If “He” reads. If she moved too quickly she could feel an unfamiliar soreness in her pussy from accommodating something so large. She wanted nothing more than to empty the house of everyone and have another few hours with her new prize possessions.She looked out across the veranda at the local gentry in their finest as they sipped cocktails with the sun setting across Dixieland, she felt connected to something old; something instinctual. The house, the trees, the families had all occupied this land for. “Hey,” I began. “I don’t want to intrude on your girls-night-out. I can sit this one out.”“Oh, no. I don’t think so,” Jess said, shaking her head slowly. “I’m going to chat with Amelia, but I suspect that you are going to be one of the highlights of the evening.”“Awwwww,” I groaned. Jess ignored me and turned back to Emma.“I have one more person I’d like to invite, if you don’t mind,” Jess said. Emma shrugged.“No, go for it. The more the merrier.”- - - -Amelia was excited about being invited to. "How do I look?" she asked lightly.He stood staring at her - his eyes dark and intense. "Stunning," he told her huskily, "beautiful," he ground out almost savagely.She blushed, but her eyes sparkled with pleasure. "Thank you."She moved toward him and he frowned with concern and a sense of guilt; she was so tiny ... when he thought about that afternoon ... he had not been gentle with her..."Did I hurt you?" he asked her abruptly - dreading her reply.Sarah reached up and kissed him on the lips..