Are so beautiful. Oh, my darling!"Zoë smiled back radiantly. "Thank you, Randy," she said softly. "You look very handsome too." Photograph," ordered ...mma."Hang on a mo'," said Randy recovering himself. "She's not quite ready." He delved in his waistcoat pocket and pulled out a ring. Without a word he knelt in front of Zoë and, taking her left hand without a word, slipped the ring onto her finger.Zoë gazed at it and her eyes filled with tears. "Th-thank you, Randy my darling. It ... it's. . She leaned forward and kissed me, then put a finger to my lips... it was wet with her pussy juice. She pushed her fingers into my mouth and I thrust myself forward, making her yelp as it was a bit harder than she expected."Not So Hard, Mori! Go slow to start with."I began to push myself back and forth, thrusting into her gently and slowly, we began to make a fine smooth rythm with the constant clapping of our bodies and the creaking of the old desk.Miss Cashmore began to moan softly, and she. The thought of that made me clench my knees together as my cock pulsed.Mom made beef stroganoff for my birthday dinner. That was always one of V1’s favorite dishes and my V3 mother was a better cook than V1’s. Peyton made me a birthday hat and I sat at the place of honor at the table while Mom gave me a huge serving of stroganoff. I was laughing pretty hard when Dad suggested that I might have another five or ten girlfriends by this time next year.“You know, though, son, we love your. If my prick Wasn,t hard it was now like a rod of steel and as she allowed me to fondle her breasts discovered.her nipples were like tiny bullets. Meanwhile she seemed to enjoy the size of my trousers snake as she unzipped my flies to release my length so she could gently stroke me. We sat far enough away from any one else and it was so dark with cigarette smoke added, not ban on smoking in 1967 doubt any one else could see what we were up to as they were likely to be doing exactly the same. At.