You feel sometimes as though you could stand this way for days, if only I would stand as I am, my warmth radiating from my body, one hand on your hip,...steadying you, the other pressed firmly against the back of your neck. If you dare to sway, to move backward, to try to leave this semi circle created by my arms, the pressure on the back of your neck says, "No, pet. Don't move." Once in awhile, you will. You will test me because you want something else. To sink to your knees, to lay down on. First part ko aap logone jo response diya uske liye thanks. Aap sabhi logone jo response usi ke wajah ye story likh raha hu. Ummeed karta hu aapko ye part bhi pasand ayega.Last part mein maine bataya ki kaise maine muth marte wakt apne mom ko imagine kiya tha. Is part mein main aapko batauga ki aisa kya hua ki main aur mom ek dusare se bat bhi nahi karte. Ye 4 sal pahle ki bat hai. Mom aur main hamesha ek dusare ka dhyan rakhte the.Kyuki papa ke death ke bad mom ka sahara main hi tha. Hamare. He kept touching her arm telling her how he hopes she wins the spree. I found a few pairs of jeans that I thought looked nice and went into the dressing room to try them on, while Katie waited outside. The jeans I selected didn't feel right and went out to get Katie's opinion. I didn't see Katie but Monica was in the hallway. "I don't think these fit right," I stated as I looked past her for my wife. "They look good on you. Maybe you should try a relaxed fit? I'll go get them for you." She. I felt her brace herself, and then she slowly slid up my length, teasing me.I could feel the ridges of the muscles in her ass sliding overmy shaft, twitching to try and expel me from within her.She slid slowly back down, accepting my member deep inside her like a jigsaw piece slottinginto place."I think I need a moment or two," she admitted.We remain in silence for a moment, but she spoke again."Tell me, if you could come anywhere on awoman, where would it be?" Anywhere?" I asked."Yes.Would it.