I didn’t see an alternative, though, certainly not a useful one, and we could all use some meat. The Sparrows were more useful dead than alive, it s...emed, and I laughed at the thought that some of them might end up eating their own kind ... Well, before I killed them, too. If they wanted to feed the poor, fine, nothing wrong with that goal, unlike their others. They would just do it in a way that they never expected.“They believe in self-sacrifice, don’t they? Time to put their flesh where. My eyes rolled and I let out a wild moan on his cock when I felt his two fingers enter my wet hole. He wasted no time and was showing all the way to his knuckles in me as hard as he can. I felt myself begin to release and relax. I quickly grabbed his free hand and put it on the back of my head. He got the message and pushed me even farther down faster. He threw his head back. “Fuck! I’m going to cum!” I automatically got so aroused I began to climax. I felt my pussy get tight around his. .incredible. She didn't know if she'd ever looked sexier.As they progressed, Sarah heard the front door open."Dad! God, stop!" She tried to climb off him, but his grip on her hips was firm. He continued to grind against her."Ssshhh, it's ok."She panicked and tried to push off him with all her strength, but it was no use. He wasn't letting her go. She could hear her mother making her way up the steps as her pussy tightened against his cock."No!" she whispered, even as she felt an orgasm wash. She was always telling my about her husband and proudly telling everyone else that she was married for 27 years. And had never slept with another man. Just her husband. After a few months working with her, something started to change. We started to send it other text messages all day long. Even after work, she would text me."Hey what are you up to?" One day I text her and say "hi love" (which is really common in my culture to call someone love). She didn't reply and later that day I asked what.