I am so sorry, Matthew. What a miserable birthday for you.This was his best birthday ever! Not only could he get busy with his three effing playtoys (...MG!), but once it got late enough, he could smoke weed out on the balcony and get high. It was blowing like crazy out there! The smoke would just whip away in the wind. Yes! Yes-yes-yes!I'm fine, he wrote. I have the whole night to tear up the world on Medal of Honor and Halo. (A hint that he expected the new versions tomorrow. Was it possible. „So Geli, meine Wettschuld wäre getilgt. Ich darf mich jetzt verabschieden. Aber vielleicht melde ich mich wieder einmal, und ich bin mir sicher, du wirst bereit sein."Sprach es, drehte sich um und schickte sich an, zu gehen. „Weißt du, Bastard, du hast recht. Ich habe es genossen, bis zum Ende. Und ich glaube auch, daß ich nichts machen könnte, außer wieder deine Forderungen zu erfüllen. Und das will ich auf keinen Fall, nie wieder will ich so ohne Kontrolle sein. Dreh dich gefälligst um, wenn. My dick throbbed, my orgasm building and building so fast. My nipples rubbed into her small breast as she shook beneath me. Sparks flared when our nubs brushed. My futa-cock drank them in as I plunged over and over into her writhing passion.“Please, please, cum in me, Ms. Riter!” she howled. “Flood my pure, lesbian pussy with all your naughty futa-cum! Fill me with your seed!”Mom groaned beside us, rocking back and forth. Drool ran down her chin, her blue eyes feverish. Her blonde hair tumbled. ”“That too, I was talking about you not finishing telling me your thoughts and falling asleep.”“To be blunt, figuratively and literally, I was fucked… Sir.”When I reminded her where she had got to, Lisa continued, “Yes, it was a few things, the whole evening, you broke through some of your barriers, I never thought you would mark me like that. Then after all that you were so caring. I have always known how caring you are, but it hit me last night that I have no idea how deep your domliness.