"A marriage license? Now? Oh Amanda," he whispered to her, "Oh." Goddamn it, Mark, stop that. Oh Jesus H Christ this, this has to stop. You know how n...rvous it makes me when you get all emotional. I never know whether it's something I've done or what. Please," she begged him, "Just act cool and manly. Real men don't show all that emotion."Before Mark could respond, an elderly woman who had been watching them interrupted. "Young man," just because you ride a motorcycle, you have no right to. So elegant, so beautiful, I could not hang on. as you walked in my room I got down on my knees, asking for forgiveness up close to your feet.you grabbed my arm and pulled me up, told me its alright with such an innocent smile :)my dick was still so hard, I could not help but feel embarrassed. with your soft smooth hands climbing down my manly chest. you whispered "itll be ok, ill do anything to help". you unzipped my pants and went down on your knees and with one hand you grabbed my thick hot. Fitz had used her but she had enjoyed it immensely. As he began the actual tattoo all she could think of was that she had to fuck him again. If her husband found out or objected she would do it anyway. He was a tiny-dicked wimp of a man. Fitz was a real man. The tattoo was finished in about an hour. It was a red heart with devils horns and tail coming from it. It was both beautiful and sinister. Fitz kissed it after he was done. Then he told her that she would need to come back in every day so. Mum had just cummed learning over me.Oh wow she said as greg slowed down. She took my cock again, this time she eased away from greg, his cock popped out of her pussy, she stood up infront of me, she pulled my legs apart and knelt down. She knelt infront of me taking my cock in her mouth. Greg sat down next to me as she starting sucking my cock for a few minutes. She looked up, then stood up infront of me. I watched on as she rubbed her pussy, you could see it was wet. Can i she said as she.