”“Sorry, I was just surprised to see you here.” I replied.She placed both her hands on her hips and bent her head slightly all the while smiling...at me. I went near her and looked at her slender frame. Her weight wouldn’t be more than 50 kg and her sizes must be around. I was guessing everything in a split second and looked back at her.“Are you finished?” She enquired mischievously.“I think so,” I said as I held her hands in mine.I knew she likes me and wouldn’t stop me at any cost. She took my. “You kids best be turning around. No cars gettin through this tonight. Been a crash up ahead 'cause of the storm.” “We can't turn back,” Liam said irritably. “We live in this direction.” “I'd get walkin if I were you then kids. Have a good one.” The man walked on down the road, alerting other drivers to turn around. Liam hit his steering wheel. “Fantastic, absolutely fantastic.” I couldn't be bothered to listen to him moan at me all over again. Without waiting for him, I opened my door and got. P.S. Don't stain my panties or you'll regret it.I looked down at the panties barely holding my cock in and saw that there was indeed a wet spot.I washed the panties and hung them up to dry. The girls had left the breakfast dishes, so I did them right away. I turned my attention to the book shelf and it was empty except for a single well worn copy of 'Sassy Magazine'.It had a little heart shaped bookmark and a note from Cyndi. "Take the survey and we won't be so hard on you." The note marked a. “In your womb, slut. . . I’m in your fucking womb!” and after putting his hands around the cheeks of her face, he bent down, to french kiss her, with his tongue deep in her oral cavity.Her legs were laying on the bed, on either side of his hips. He made her bounce up and down on him a few times, enjoying the loud screams she was letting out.“Ohhhhhh. . . please. . . please. . . soooo. . . big. . . ohhhhhhhh!!”“It’s too much, baby?” he asked. “Okay, little chick! Don’t cry; daddy’s giving you a.