Wind blowing snow on my face made me re-think things, but my Dark Passenger pressured me to continue. My Dark Passenger was never wrong.Usually I woul... go to the home and start the process to seize the home. But I had to keep my composure and know the circumstances. I opened my car trunk and took out a big plastic snow shovel from Wal-Mart. It was the cheapest one, knowing that if someone found it, they wouldn't suspect anything. As I headed towards the Pachouris home, I felt this sense of. I cupped her chin, lifted her face, eye to eye. 'No fucking way do I settle for tuna without dessert.' And I kissed her, long and slow and tender.She sighed a sigh that was like a cross between a purr and a happy little murmur and stroked my inner thigh just above my knee. 'You do like your skirts short.'I kissed her forehead. 'My legs are my best feature.''You're a beautiful woman from head to toe.''I wish I had bigger boobs.'She fondled my C-cup and gave my nipple a delicate pinch. 'Not if. While super tight, she was so wet that I easily gave her a lot of orgasms in a row or one long, continuous one. I would have kept going, but Giana was so loud we heard her through the bathroom door.“Damn girl can’t even take a break long enough for me to enjoy getting my first dick. Now I must go get her double-ended dildo up inside me before my girlfriend gets home. She arrives an hour before I have to get up to shower before work,” she told me as she wiped the blood and pussy juice off her. That image caused me to shoot a load high in the air as I pulled myself off.She also asked me to send the lingerie on ahead by post, but to triple wrap it because the postman in her small town was nosy. I did this willingly. A couple of days later she sent me some pictures via WhatsApp. One, in particular, was stunning. I had bought her a red silk thong, I wasn’t sure if she would like it. I needn’t have worried, she said it was her favourite item of the lot. Because she had shaved her pussy.