She looked to Sarah, the only other mind needing agreement besides her own. Sarah nodded. "I'd love to marry you, Sorry, but only if we consummate." H...rny bitch," mumbled Sarah wryly.Sorry's big body convulsed with laughter. "I cannot imagine marrying you otherwise," he at last stated."But how much time do we need to arrange this?" asked Melissa."We'll investigate, or better yet, call Jimmy," Sarah suggested."If it delays my marriage, so be it," said Zelda. "It is but a convenience for me as. It also allowed me to let my gaze roam over her body. She must have been in her mid-thirties and obviously took good care of herself. She was wearing a knee-length, sleeveless, light blue casual dress, no hose and a pair of strappy, light blue high heeled sandals. The vivid red of her well manicured fingernails matched her toes. It was apparent where Jennifer got her good looks, and, as I was to discover as we got to know each other, her somewhat demanding character. There was no way I was. I sit on my bed looking into the full length mirror and wait a few minutes and feel the mixture take effect. Then, I cry. God I miss him, his touch, his voice. I need to be with him: Wherever he may be. I close my eyes and open them again. The vision is blurry, but through the mirror I swear I see his body, naked, hard, ready. He’s ready for me. I lay down. And I hear him whisper, ‘Close your eyes.’ I do. I know he can’t be here. I become dizzy, but I do not open my eyes. I feel too good. He. He pressed into her, using some force to overcome the resistance she was putting up. The tight opening gave in. Her ass wrapped around the head of his cock, squeezing it. Prisha gasped. Her walls hugged him tightly as he pushed deeper into her butt, sending small spasms across her legs. Warm balls pressed against her soaked labia. Alex grabbed her waist.Slowly at first, his hard cock slid in and out, pulling the ring of her hole along its shaft. Her dark shin trembled with pleasure as he pushed.