The guy could be a nut. Simone said he wasn't but who was Simone? Maybe HE was 'Simone'. Surely no one was that devious. She had to admit it was possi...le. Elaine decided she shouldn't feel disappointed at being late. Annoyed at wasting an opportunity to chat with him, maybe. But not disappointed. Was it just plain loneliness she was feeling? Or was it simply curiosity?And why did he have to live so fucking close?She felt like a moth to a flame."I think she's still out of it," Chelsea giggled,. She smiled up at him, happily, contentedly--yet, despite having come, her expression showed that she was still eager for his cock. He grinned down at her, a gleam in his eyes, his lips creamy with her fuck fluids. He braced his weight on hands and knees and his big cock loomed out over her belly. She saw the elongated shadow of his cock fall over her loins. Then he dipped his ass and pushed in, and his prick slipped into her cunt without needing any guidance, running true as a torpedo.He pushed. "Put her down, sir," I said grimly."But she's —" he sobbed."Put her down, you fucking asshole," I ordered him. "We've got about three minutes before they break in here. Put her down!"I threw him the blanket."Wrap her up," I screamed at him. "Wrap her up!"I knelt beside him with the doll."Molly Benton," I said. "1027 Brandywine Lane. January 9, 2010. Life-size." Hi, master," said the five-year-old girl who appeared between us just as the Pope finished folding the blanket over. She'd be missing a. What I do remember is trying to make you jealous and I am truly sorry for that. I was still struggling with having to share you with Jennifer but I think I finally feel better about that now."Ann's parents came into the tv room and George explained, "If we are going to the beach with you tomorrow, we have to go buy some bathing suits; so we will be back in about an hour. Be good until we return."Dave asked Ann's parents, "If my parents say it's okay do you mind if I stay here tonight with you.