"Mean?" he repeated, as if the concept were alien to him."The painting." It is the story of Jupiter and Io." I know that, silly, but what does it mean..."He smiled at her naivet?. It was one of the things he loved about her,beside her beauty and the fabulous incongruity of her mixing of humanity'ssexes and genders. He started to lecture her about "art for art's sake,"but decided, instead, to approach the topic from Anne's more na?ve pointof view. "You mean what does it mean, as it what's the. We were in missionary position.. Is started ramming her slowly and softly she was enjoying it I was fucking her and squeezing the juicy boobs and when I saw her face I felt happy and was fucking her pussySlowly I was increasing my pace she was responding very nice to my pushes she was enjoying to the core.. She was letting out moans baby ahhhhaahhh….. Your fucking very good ahh ohhhh ssssss…… Commomn baby faster faster……… Ahhhh she was begging me to ram her fast she was accusing me while. He then turned her around and started to pound her like there was no tomorrow. He leaned forward and grabbed her head. He kissed her and felt her soft lips.Goldie had plenty of experience with girls his age and had enjoyed all of his sexual relationships. This was different though. He and Mrs. Smith had chemistry and she made him feel good in every way. He didn’t know what was going to happen in the future but he was enjoying every minute of fucking her for the moment. He thrust in and out of. And Irene was deeply in need. He had fucked her 4 times to a point just so close from a climax and she needed it. She had to know, what was up for the next day.She took her bicycle and rode over to the the field where her boyfriend was at work. He and his dad were repairing a fence. She kept out of sight of his father and waved for her boyfriend. It took some time before he saw her, but then he came over.Irene hugged him and said ‘I've been missing you’Her boyfriend was pleased to see her, but.