She is not sure. she wants to be snuggled, held close and stroked and cherished. But she also wants to be hurt. And, of course, she wants to be fucked...What she is craving most of all is their connection. What she is craving is submission. Ownership, even.He watches her as she thinks. He sees the different thoughts crossing her mind and expression at the same time. He sees her eyes glaze over and her head cock to one side as her slow, sleepy brain tries to figure out what she wants.He does not. The contract for the blacktop work was out on bids.This was most likely the best time for this to happen. Even though the center was grandfathered I was sure that some outfit would come out of the woodwork to try to stop a big box store from coming into the county. There were several groups that fought every one that tried. One of our aces was that their new building was an existing building, versus getting approval to build one that size.Every county agency was being audited to find out where. I took them upstairs, showed them to their room, then their master bathroom and they saw the bed with the two bears propped up against the pillows.“Let me show you the rest of the upstairs,” I said, noticing their cheeks became slightly flushed when they saw the teddy bears. “Is everything okay, girls?” I asked as I put the suitcases on the bed.“Yes, Chip, everything is fine,” said Brandy.I showed them Sally’s study and our master bedroom. When they saw the bed from Sally’s teenage years, they. She rests my legs on her shoulders once again and starts thrusting her hips into me. I feel all nine inches of each thrust. "Let go of your cock baby...let me do it," she says. I release my cock. I put my hands behind my head so I won't be tempted to grab it again. She is thrusting into me so hard it reverberates throughout my body. My cock is leaking continuously. I bite my bottom lip trying to remember every single sensation. "Oh god baby...I think I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum," I cry.