Like, at all. I couldn't believe it. I literally couldn't believe it—I must have searched through every book they had. They have all kinds of weird ...ooks—Steve must be into military history, because there were at least half a dozen books about the strategy of war, and they had all these books about mystic femininity and the power of lust that must be Victoria's ... but I couldn't find even one Bible.And that's where I was when they got home. Naked, rummaging through their books, tears pouring. She became nervous after knowing that my wife was not at home and said, “I will come later” with this she handed over a floppy to me and stepped towards the door. “Listen, let me copy these and take some of my collections on it” I said. “I will take it later” She said. I did not want to let this chance un-availed. “Are you afraid of me”, I said. “Nnn no, actually I have to do some work at home” By that time it was 9’O clock. I knew that her husband and kid have gone to office and. . Finally, I stopped moving and just held on to Jamie as he fucked my face. He was grunting and breathing heavily as his prick slid in and out of my throat. With one final cry, he buried his cock all the way in my mouth and shot his cum down my throat. As each hot stream shot out, I sucked hard, making sure that none escaped this time. I felt his hands disentangle themselves from my hair as he pulled out of my mouth, his cock softening. I turned my face up to his and he stroked my cheek. She was fiddling with something in her hands and seemed to be trying to come to a decision about something important. She looked up at him, and he waited for her to speak.She sighed “Shit, I don’t think this would be so hard.” She looked down at her hands again and then back at him. “Open your hand?” she asked.Marty opened his hand, and she placed a ring in it. His hand tingled where the ring sat. He pulled it closer and picked it up with his left hand. He looked at the ring and realised it was.