My soft ass presses up against your groin, it wiggles gently rubbing you, and I can feel you getting hard against me.Even in my sleep I want to feel y...u inside me. My breathing changes as I begin to awaken, you are still snoring, so I know you are sleeping soundly.Your cock however is awake and lightly teasing me. I rock my hips towards you allowing it to glide between my ass, and between my legs.I move slowly as not to wake you, turning my body around so that my head is now nestling near your. .”“Stop it!” she screamed. “Don’t you dare.”“Don’t dare? Don’t I dare? Who, the hell, do you think you are talking to? Madame? Was it my fault the little snotty brat ...”Faster than he, thought imaginable Sandy was on her feet, the bread knife in her hand and pressed up against his throat.“Don’t you ever mention him again,” she snarled. “I will not tolerate hearing my c***d’s name on your coarse lips.”His cruel eyes, met hers, mocking and vicious.“What c***d?” he said. “It’s dead, Sand, dead as. On every inward thrust, he was balls-deep inside of me, with the tip of his cock deep inside my innermost love chamber. I pulled my legs against my breasts with my arms, which were still lashed together by silken bonds, and lifted my neck and head from the bed, shaking with the force of the orgasm that was now stronger than ever. He continued fucking me hard for several minutes; I came continuously for the entire time. Once again, he apparently stopped himself from ejaculating, though I could. I saw this and it is so us.” I’m lost for words and Luke shows me around the house. It is a three bedroom with a finished basement. The backyard is beautiful and fenced in. It’s a little small even though it’s a three bedroom, but it’s a great starter home. I can’t help but fall in love with it the more he shows me. We head back towards the living room and he turns on some music, pulling me into his arms. We dance to the soft music, and he kisses me lightly. The living room is decked out to.