. she's MINE right then and I will take her until I can't do anything more with my cock.... I am an a****l and I want to be back inside of her again a...d again !!!!!"Go IN baby Pleaaasessss" she's moaning now and laying legs wide open with one hand holding the swimsuit crotch or (gusset) over to one side and I am moving forwards my goal with my hips and then... My cock rubs against her wet hot pussy lips.... shit I am plunging right INTO her and I feel like a teenager possessed right then ? . "Hatchet, Gladys, don't look into the future. You might change thingswithout knowing it," said Rain as she sat down next to me again. Nowthey both looked at me closer, then looked out at my truck. "It is ok ifthey know who you are, but you cannot tell them about things that youknow about in the future." The future? Mother Rain are we in a Spirit Dream?" asked Hatchetman.'Maybe that's what this was, a spirit dream,' I thought."The grieving widows are here because this is where they need to be. She was the catalyst. The beginning of it all. And now the ending.I love you Martin Leonidas.Her skin like soft satin, deeply tanned and deliciously tasteful. Her sweet essence the flavor of her scent, like nectar from a fruit he could not live without, a drug that he was addicted too.With all that I am.The curve of her firm breasts, the sensual line of her legs and the perfection of her center. Her wolf coat so like his, as black as the darkest night, yet like touching the softness of. I stripped naked, not making a stupid joke of it, just businesslike, strapped on the jimmy-hat, and got on top of her. She still had her platform heels on, and her black thigh highs. We kissed while we made love; there's nothing like that cold wet feeling of tongue on tongue, when you're going in and out of a girl. It's almost too much. Aside from having the most perfect skin, Therese also had the most perfect voice for making sounds during sex: it wasn't that high, but it was very rich, and it.