..Finger fucked me... Ohhhhh...... Finger fucked me.... With each slow,firm motion, he opened his finger inside me even more. I asked him to tryto...fingers and I braced myself. He pulled his finger out of my ass and Iwatched him lick both fingers. I braced myself and he force one digit backinside. And then two. It hurt a little bit at first but he gave me asecond to adjust. I squeezed and pushed as he spread me open. I feltspread but not completely full. I wanted his cock. He worked. ’. Which faithfully translated: ‘May our paths cross once more, my love.’. Wednesday arrived, and much to her surprise, Sir George III summoned Katherine to join him on a journey to Boston. Business matters were of top concern that day, and taking notice of his daughter’s melancholy temperament, he believed the two-day junket might be appropriate. With two of Sir George’s servants in tow, the entourage was soon on its way. This being the first trip into Boston, Miss Katherine was astonished by. I did get a huge settlement from the city and another from the insurance company upon the death of my wife and daughter. The city settlement came because the police should not have been chasing the kid down that street, knowing there was a school down there. Then because of it being an accident, both my wife's and Amber's policies paid double. I mean I wasn't in Sam's category, but I was doing alright. I made just over $60k a year, had $100,000 in each of the girls' college funds, and I had a. But she was not cooperating. Her hips were grinding upward onto him. Trying to get him in deeper. Her pussy muscles were gripping him hard. Her mouth was moving on his neck. Her teeth nipping, her tongue licking. Her nails were scratching his back and his ass. He could not hold back anymore. He started moving. In and out. Slow smooth strokes at first, till her nails dug into his ass checks. He thrust harder into her. Her moans becoming louder. She was going to cum again. She was almost there..