What’s wrong with it? It’s just a top and jeans” you reply defiantly.I suddenly move forward and roughly push my hands between your cleavage thr...ugh the gaping opening in the front of the top and cup a breast through your bra and say, “Whats wrong with it is I told you this is for my eyes only. You can buy the top and keep it for new years, but I told you specifically not to wear it for anyone or anywhere else” I squeeze your breasts hard as I say it in anger.“Is this how you like to go out? Do. Later," said Cynthia, opening the door."Oh. One thing. I have some of the pictures in a locker. No, don't look at me like that; I'm not setting you up for something else. I just wanted to give them back. Why don't you come over next week, at the same time, and I'll give them to you. No tricks; promise," said the man."You can just burn them," she suggested."But, then I'd not get to see you again. One last time, that's all I ask. I'll give you everything I have, and we'll maybe talk about. " I guess you are right. So are you going to tell me what happened or not?" Not so fast! Tell me, are your cock hard right now?" It's been hard since this morning after seeing your photos!" Good! Just the way I want it. One more thing before I start." Megan asked."What?" You have to promise that you won't touch yourself until I tell you to. You can take it out of your pants but your can't touch it afterward until I say so. Ok?" Ok, ok. Whatever you want, just tell me what happened." Robert. After spreading her legs as far as they could go, he moved upward and guided his cock into the silky folds of her vagina. He loved the way she grabbed his dick and milked it. They fit together like two tailored gloves. Jeff drove his member into Deana with deep, hard thrusts, and then leaned down, suckling on her breasts.Deana wrapped her legs around Jeff and thrust her hips into him. She then ran her fingers through his hair and uttered, "Fuck me love, fill my cunt with your cum! Ooooh yes,.