”I smiled at her as she wiggled her hips, her plump ass jiggling. I popped my fingers into my mouth, sucking on them. I didn’t fuck her yet, just ...etting her get used to my dick being buried in her cunt. She whimpered, stirring her snatch around me. Then she rocked forward, sliding a few inches up my shaft before slamming back down me.I moaned about my digits while her butt-cheeks rippled. She had such a cute ass. My cock throbbed in her. She threw a look over her shoulder, her round face. You have more important things on your mind.They stand one behind and one in front. They kiss you. Caress you. Their hands are all over you, and you love it. You wriggle in their embrace, tickled by their fingertips and the tingle between your legs.The shorter man behind you is stocky and strong. He smells of the ocean, of oil and sweat. He's dressed in jeans and a nice shirt. You really only notice the bulge in his denim. He reaches down the sides of your legs and slides your dress up your. M?me nos enfants se portaient mieux. Ils ?taient plus concentr?s etr?ussissaient mieux en classe.Tout allait pour le mieux. Nous ?tions amoureux, en sant?, riches, pasdu tout d?s?uvr?s, et nos enfants r?ussissaient bien ? l'?cole et dansleur vie sociale. Que pouvait-on demander de mieux?Troisi?me souhaitMais il me fallait un troisi?me souhait. Les deux premiers avaient donn?de si bons r?sultats que je ne pouvais pas m'arr?ter l?.Bien s?r, on m'avait expliqu? que mes attentes devaient avoir. The other was a woman with a broken kneecap. She blew it out on a bike accident. I decided I’d try my cure-all on her to see if this healing thing really worked.I grabbed my nurses’ uniform and some sleeping sedative. I got to her room unnoticed. I closed the door and discovered she was awake. The chart said her name was Rebecca. She was 22 years old, 140 lbs.“Hi Rebecca. How you feeling tonight?”“I’m doing better but my knee hurts like hell. Can you give me anything else for the.