Our kitchen seems the ideal place, the ‘Yorkstone’ floor is easily cleaned, so with just a nod and a wink, I unbuckled my belt, unbutton the butto..., and let down the fly zip, my trousers effortlessly fell to around my ankles, but it was different for you, lifting your skirt, and hooking your thumbs through the elasticated band to your pants, then bending as you lowered your pants to your ankles, and lifting each foot in turn to disentangle them from your feet.I turn and faced the dishwasher,. A moment passed before she spoke."It likes me?" she asked, her voice sounding tiny and insecure as she tried to wrap her mind around the idea that fabric might have an opinion about its wearer.Jeff nodded."It won't eat me?" she asked, sounding the same; maybe a little louder and less terrified."No, it won't eat you, Goddess," Jeff was laughing out loud, now. He hugged her, laughing. This amazing, indestructible goddess could be terrified of things unknown, just like everyone else.Béla gently. I’d thought about inviting Ginger and Eric for the weekend. I wanted to have another weekend with her, but I knew it was already going to be emotional enough without having another girlfriend with me. Maybe that actually would have been a good thing to distract me, but I decided against it and hadn’t even mentioned the idea to Michelle.I got off work at noon Thursday and we drove as far as Missoula, Montana. There are two routes we could take, either the freeway through Spokane, or a two-lane,. “That feels so good.” She reached for my semi-hard cock and began stroking me fast and hard. “I want you to fuck me again” she pleaded, “I want you to push all that cum back up into me.”That’s all the encouragement that I needed, and I straddled her, took aim and sunk all the way in as she dug her nails into my ass.“How does that feel?” she asked, “how does it feel in there?”“Oh My God!” I yelled out, “So hot and wet…. the juices mixing, the cum, all of it.”She lifted her legs again, her knees.