"She has been systematically abused, drugged, and mentally tortured for four years. That's tough to beat. We can do it, but it will be slow going, and...I'm afraid that she will never be the same person she was before all this happened." Well, I'm not going to let her stay with those sadistic bastards. I want my woman back. I know that if this had never happened to her that I probably wouldn't have had a chance with her. She was too beautiful, loyal, and smart not to have found someone after. I also wore dark red lipstick and makeup. After almost 2 hours of dressing, when I came out, my hubby was almost stunned. He was looking at me with a wide mouth.“Dear Laxmi, I swear you are looking sexier than our first night. Any man would pay a million to spend a night with you like this. I’d fuck you right now if given a chance. But today is the day to fulfill your fantasy. Imran must be here at any moment. Don’t hesitate to fulfill all your desires today without any guilt. I love you. “Fuck. I’ve missed you,” he whispers in her ear.Of course you did. A sly grin invades the Ish’s smile. “I’ve missed you too, Daddy.”Ray continues to kiss her neck and fondle her breast, and while the man does this, Zaria guides him to the sofa. She pushes him back until he falls into the seat where she then straddles him and kisses him again.“What about Yesenia showing up unexpectantly?” he asks, looking toward the door.“She can stay at the library for hours sometimes,” the girl quickly. Our tongues danced against each other, our lips engaged, our hands roamed and caressed and stimulated, and as my limp cock began to rise I felt Diedre shift slightly and position the head right against her pussy. Then, with a subtle motion she slid my cock up into her tunnel, a warm and inviting passage salved well with her own passion juices. I went slowly at first then the pace quickened in unison. Our positions changed and we resumed the motions, first slowly then with speed and force..