Over and over I’d told him not to leave it in the grass or someone would steal it but for some reason he didn’t believe his mother. I took it into...the garage. In the kitchen I was about to call to him but then figured maybe he was just in from school and sleeping. I put my bag and purse down and looking into the refrigerator scowled and then sighed. Nothing was in the bottom that could be prepared quickly and everything else needed to be thawed, fast food for another Friday. Up the stairs and. I was a little disappointed my ploy had failed. It wasn't that I wasn't in the mood. Her fingers firmly squeezing my rock hard shaft could attest to that. My only problem was I still felt bad about what I'd done to her.As her digits slid up and down my pole, I could feel my resolve weakening. "We really shouldn't," I tried to say, as her lips trailed down my torso. She really knew how to use her hands I thought, as a moan inexplicably left my throat. I need to put a stop to this, before it goes. Considering I haven’t seen them for 4 years, I still kept in touch through facebook, along with the odd phone call here and there. Regardless of you leaving, your mom and sisters all made a solid effort to connect with you. And the effort was reciprocated.Looking to the right, I see my girlfriend, Macy, laying asleep. Her long brown hair tied back in a ponytail with the odd strand laying on her face. Her curved nose shimmering as the sunlight reflects off of the sun cream she put on. Her mouth. I removed her towel completely and turned her. “Tell me where it is?”“N0,” she saidI spanked her round ass hard.“Ahhhh. Is that your best ?” She provoked meI spanked even harder“Ahhhhh. I love it”I knew she was enjoying it and I kept on spanking her. I grabbed her by hairs and pulled her closer to me. I was holding her hairs hard and she didn’t mind it. I started sucking her lips, biting it going all the way down to her neck and then her boobs. She grabbed my face with her small hands and said:.