)I called Gray and Lynn’s house. Oh, I feel terrible, I hate to ask. Sonny can’t come, I guess I could get a cab but… No, no, don’t you worry....Sweetie, you’re eight months pregnant! For heaven’s sake. Just sit tight. Gray will pick you up.Twenty minutes, enough time for me to claim my bag and waddle out to the curb, and my Gray pulls up in his Acura. Five o’clock shadow. Hair tousled. T-shirt and jeans packing that available cock. I couldn’t have planned it, only wished for it, and even that. "Bella was in a quandary; she would love to get away from Jane and thegirls for a while, but was sensible enough to be wary of a male whom sheknew instinctively would have trouble controlling his urges if he had herto himself; after all, he had already caned and abused her. Her sissycock stiffened a little at the idea of being at the complete mercy andviolated by a large masculine animal, but her soft side reminded her thatshe yearned to give herself to Adam. She might agree to go with. The woman did not remind him of Carol at all, and she was passionate and loved to fuck, he hoped that he could grow to love her and forget about Carol. The marriage didn’t last. His wife was self-centered and uncaring of his feelings, and she had a cruel, withholding streak: when she discovered something that he liked in the bedroom, she’d never do it again. ‘You’re supposed to love ME, not THAT,’ she’d say. Then she complained that he was not as passionate as he had been before they married,. Her body was sluggish, but still struggled the best it could beneath me. Waxed pussy lips told me just what kind of photo shoot she’d come from, and I made a mental note to check for those later. Her body was smooth and elegant, wide hips with little jutting hip bones. I moved my way between her legs, scooting her body in to fit close to mine.A pull of the string and her suit top was off, and the most squeezable breasts I’d ever seen came tumbling out. I bent down and sucked at them. Letting my.