. "Yes, and I'm glad to see it. It's fine to talk about theory, but actual practice has a way of catching you unaware, like a science demonstration in...school that goes wrong. In theory I'm not possessive, but I can see myself getting upset if you were to go and kiss someone else right now. But in the longer term, once we've built our relationship, then no I don't believe I'm a possessive person."Caron and I spoke about this often. We trusted each other absolutely, completely, totally. We both. My titties just jiggled and bounced even more out of my shirt. My father started cursing in Spanish with a lot of "chingados" and "pinches." I just laid there, giggling, on my back. I was loving the feel of him between my legs. Panting, red in the face, my father finally ran out of obscenities and took a good, long look at where he was. His crotch was right against my pussy. My legs were spread and locked behind him. My hard nipples stretched upward, as if to greet him. All he had to do was dip. I have the size where I don't need to fuck like a rabbit to make a woman feel that she is being fucked. So I went slow and made her feel every inch as it was sliding in and out, let her feel when the fattest part of my dick stretched her entrance and when the tip bottomed out in her. I kept going like this until her breathing picked up and then started pounding her harder until I could feel that she was getting close. That was my cue to slow down again. I kept her on the edge, slowing down and. Preparing her for the worst she slowly, walked up to the reception desk. ‘I’m looking for Trevor Watson…he was in a car accident,’ she queried excitedly? ‘If you’ll have a seat I’ll have the doctor who looked after him come out and talk to you,’ the young, lady at the desk answered. She went and sat in one of the waiting area chairs in the crowded waiting area tapping her foot anxiously. Trying to remain calm, she glanced around the waiting area at the little kid’s with the sniffles that their.