They both bounced off the walls towards each other, both stopping short in front of each other."So, why should I allow her to live? What possible reas...n can you have to stop me?" Oni said to Greeson this time her voice heavy with anger. "Not those pitiful reasons you gave before, the real reason, now, or I will continue." I can not allow it, I love..." Greeson started then stopped a look of extreme surprise on his face.A curious look came to Oni's features, "you love... what?" I...I...I love,". I placed both of my hands on her buttocks and squeezed them while I gently penetrated her.I followed a routine. After each penetration, I squeezed her buttocks gently with my fingers and kissed and licked her cleanly waxed juicy thighs, which were on my shoulders. We could see each other in the eyes, and I asked, “Anu, does this feel good?”Anusha let out a moan and said, “Baby, please don’t stop. I want you inside me.” I repeated this for a few strokes and stopped before I could ejaculate. I. Michael had become more tenacious with his hands and hugs when I drink at night. Robert doesn't seem to be aware but I fear I can no longer stop Michael nor do I think I want to stop him. Friday night with Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stairs and wanted to give me a back rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the baby oil in our downstairs bathroom. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my stomach on our living room floor. I felt like a schoolgirl. Dexter had been someone’s headache back in the day. She’d been a widow all his short life.“What time should I expect another check in?” he asked.“Eight o’clock, if I haven’t fallen asleep already, or forgotten.” She grinned crookedly. “You know how us older folk are: all worn down bushings and bearings.” She pinched his cheek again. “By the way, I always know when you and your friend smoke pot out on the front balcony.” She winked conspiratorially. “The rear balcony’s much better for that kind.