Watson," he said and laughed. I packed three pairs of jeans and five tee shirts in the half duffel bag. Several pairs of panties and a few over blouse.... Then I put in Both revolvers and I carried the derringer. It was going to be an interesting trip, I thought.I hugged Wilson goodbye then remembered I would have no way to get the truck home. "Wilson, you are going to have to go with me to bring the truck home." Well the hug was nice, even if it was premature. I'm a guy who likes lots of hugs,.. He wanted to feel more of what he could feel building inside him, and he wanted to make her feel it too. He drove his cock inside her deep, over and over again, grinding his shaft against her clit every time. He wanted to keep going forever; it felt like it had already been. He didn’t even remember a time before he was inside her, together as one with her like this, but he could feel something building. He could feel his body nearing its climax and it was amplified even more as he heard her. Ihre Schenkel rutschten über meine Schultern.Der wortlosen Sprache ihres Körpers folgend, hörte ich auf sie zu verwöhnen, bevor die Liebkosungen sich in Marter wandeln konnten.Noch einmal seufzte sie, drehte sich halb auf die Seite und tätschelte die Matratze neben sich."Komm, sieh Gott in die Augen. Erlaube dem Feuer Gottes, sich auf ein erträglicheres Maß zu reduzieren, dann wird Gott dein Gebet erhören und dir erlauben, Gottes Pforten zu durchdringen."Ich mußte lächeln, als ich auf das Bett. She disappeared into the kitchen and came back a minute later with a hand whisk, the alcohol had mostly worn off and I felt quite sober. She knelt down on the floor beside me and lay the whisk on my tummy, she stroked my hair once again, leaned towards me and kissed my lips - I could feel her heavy breasts press onto me and a flush of excitement ran through me. 'Trust me and don't stop me, OK? This is something I've wanted to do for such a long time.' I nodded and she picked up the whisk, she.