She would move in half an inch, pull back out, and then go in a little deeper. I felt stretched so wide but it didn't hurt anymore. It felt so fucking...good that I was surprised."Stroke your cock baby. Stroke it while mommy fucks you like her little bitch." Fuck mommy. Yes, fuck me."I wrapped my hand around my cock while she slipped deeper inside of me. I was rock hard and didn't think it would be long before I came. She started moving faster and I jerked off at the same speed she fucked me. She. Raimi flew into the clearing, half expecting the cottage to be gone, she sat for a long time just looking at it, changing into her human form, touching the clothes she now wore with loving hands, she took a deep breath and walked through the door. With a sigh of relief it was as she had remembered it from looking through the door and window, Raimi wandered through the cottage running her hands over everything, looking in drawers and closets. She stood just staring at the kitchen, filled with. He can't even seem to recall exactly what it was about. Yet he winces as he recalls some of the hurtful things he said. Clara had said some nasty things herself, but he's sure whatever he said was worse. Paul looks down and shakes his head, smirking to himself. He doesn't know why he argues so much with Clara. Not as if he ever won an argument with her. “Hi Paul,” someone calls out from behind. He jumps a little and turns. His neighbour is walking by with his dog on the sidewalk. “Flowers for. "Hi, I'm Mortimer Crippen, but folks generally call me Mort or Cripps. Do I call you Des or Dave?" Des will do fine ... err ... Mort."He pointed to a chair "Sit ye down, unless you would like to stretch out on the couch?" His accent was broad Norfolk; a dialect which a makes me giggle when I hear it, not as much as a Brummie accent makes me laugh but near enough. "The chair will do fine," I said and sat. He plonked himself down opposite me across the desk, picked up a sheet of paper and quickly.