”The bus began to move forward“I can’t think of a day without us together. Your mom has been so happy to have me with you. I almost feel that sh... is getting happier as the days pass. I almost feel like she is celebrating for something that is going to happen, instead of me being there.”“My mom is happy to have you with us. She doesn’t want anybody but you to be there.”“I can only guess as to why,” he hinted to her.“So much ... so much has happened in the last few years. I am so happy that you. Elise cried out and her arms buckled, unable to withstand what she was feeling. I was brutalizing her asshole, showing her no mercy and slamming into her with everything I had. I loved the sight of her in this position, seeing the muscles in her back shudder with every wave her bliss, the ripples move through her ebony flesh with every strike. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her, or off my manhood as it slid in and out of her backdoor.“Oh God, I’m gonna cum!” Elise moaned. She had her face buried. Out loud she said, “I couldn’t. It’s too personal.”“I get that,” Ben said. “It’s not for everyone. Still, for the real hardcore stuff, you’d make more in an afternoon than you do in a month at that call centre.” He had no idea if that was true, nor did he care.“Are you for real?” Gina asked.None of this was real, Ben thought. It couldn’t be. It was magic. But the man in the kitchen had said it was real. It felt real enough, but how could it be? “I’m only saying,” he said. His heart was sinking.. Doch ich pflaumte ihn an. „Los, was ist mit den Strümpfen und meinen Strapsen?“ Er trottete also wieder los. Ich hatte mir derweil mein Piercing in die Zunge gesteckt. Ich zeigte ihm mein Piercing, er schluckte, stand da wie ein begossener Pudel. Ich befahl ihm auf die Knie zu gehen und mir meine Nylons anzuziehen und er tat es. Er öffnete den Reißverschluss meiner Stiefel ich schlüpfte hinein drückte ihm den Absatz feste in seine Nippel, so dass mein Fuß auch richtig in die Stiefel rutscht. Er.