‘I mean, I wasn’t there, obviously, but the way all three of them talked about it years later when I was around, it’s got to be.’ ‘What day,...Doug?’ ‘I know it happened here, Mom even used to accuse me of always wanting to eat here only because it hurt her with the memory, and she accused Grandma of always saying yes when I asked for the same reason. You know, like we all had it in for her.’ ‘Doug, what day?!’ Kelly didn’t want to spoil the agreeable rapport they had managed to sustain all trip,. Or i'll see you when you get home okay? bye!" he said as he hung up, throwing his phone on the other couch. I went ahead and started pounding him as he moaned. his face going deeper and deeper into the cushion of the couch. "You fucking bitch... we could've been caught!" he said. That didn't stop me from pounding him faster and harder. "Let us get caught! Let her catch me fucking your ass!!" that really turned us both on as he took my pounding. Looking down at his face as I fucked him. I was so. The Felicity stories all started out as stand alone stories. Some are short and some are very long. Some begin someplace other than Felicity but end up there. Some of those ended up there after they were originally posted. Some had not been posted because the characters would not behave but are posted now. Some were written long after the first set was posted. Felicity is a fictitious small town on the Texas coast just west of Highway 288 about seventy miles southwest of Houston. Timid drivers. Dyanna wasn’t wearing a bra. I began to pull on her nipples with my thumb and forefinger. The more I pulled, the more she moaned. “Pull them harder, pull my fucking nipples harder, I love that” she stated. Being a good listener, I did as I was told. I pinned her up against the counter top and moved my hand from her nipple to inside her sweat pants. Dyanna was shaved clean and her lips were sopping wet. She wasn’t wearing under wear either. My finger found her hole and I inserted one.