On Monday, FedEx delivered a five-pound box of Belgian chocolates, apparently directly from Belgium. There was no note attached. On Wednesday, she rec...ived notice that a star had been named after her in the official registry. On Friday, she received a telegram notifying her that a donation of $10,000 had been made in her name to the SPCA. This time there was a note that said simply: ‘Please call me, 987-3210.’ She had to admit, if nothing else, he was determined. Or was it stubborn? This time. You feel your pussy filled with my cum, even I can feel it dripping out, I just lean and so I'm on top of you again, you wrap your legs around me as I kiss you as I squeeze your tits my dick is still inside you, I slowly take it out and smile at you and start to kiss down your body, till I get to your pussy so I start to lick your pussy, I'm licking my cum and your cum outta and of your pussy, I see loads has dripped onto you arse so I start to lick your arse cheeks and kiss them, I also lick. As soon as I felt a slight relaxation in his muscle, I thrust the full length of my cock into him in one smooth stroke. Chris moaned and said it hurt, but I pressed on and started a slow and gentle fuck, which I increased in amplitude and speed as time went on and when I finally shot my wad of cum, Chris moaned with delight, had an orgasm himself and covered my chest with his cum. Before Chris had time to do anything, Simon and I flipped him over on to his face so that he was bent over the. There's an old saying about not trusting Greeks bearing gifts." Oh!" The hard look came back into her eyes."Becca, I'm sorry. I was only pulling your leg. Put your coffee down and come here."She looked round and found a fairly stable looking pile of papers and set her coffee down on it. She went over to him."Kneel down," he said."Oh! Oh!" she thought. "Here we go."He took her face in his hands. "I'm sorry, Becca. I do trust you and will go on trusting you until you do something to make me.