Feeling his weight on my back with his massive dick in my ass, I wanted to move against him. Even as he fucked me, his hands caressed my arms and pull...d them above my head where he intertwined his fingers with mine. His fucking was slow and luxurious and I started to moan in time with his thrusts"That's good honey, that's good,” he whisperedChris started pumping faster and his pressure on my prostate made me feel like I was going to burst."Please…please...quick...can't hold on..." My statements. I bought some a year or so back, ripped out the inseam within two months. I wear either slacks or loose fit jeans for that very reason.”“I believe it! How much do you run?”I thought in my head for a moment. “Oh, on average around 20 to 25 miles a week. Not every day, but when I run it is normally around 5 miles every other day or so. Sometimes less, sometimes more. I did do a half marathon last year, I came in at a little over an hour and a half.”She was still running her hands up and down my. Jessica’s head began to roll.“Oh god, yessss,” she whispered.She reached up and grabbed the doctor’s head, pulling him into her tit.“Hands,” he said sharply.She forced them back to her sides, clenching her fists as he worked on one and then the other tit. “Please, doctor,” she said. “I need it.”“What do you need?” he asked.“I need you to fuck me.”“Reach down and take out my cock,” he said.Her hands moved quickly, unzipping his pants and fishing for his cock. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so it. Your own religion abhors violence, so kindly refrain from it here and now!" Dr. Bannon thundered, while Abel rose with him."Anyway, Dad, I'm going to leave the Witnesses and marry Christina, so it's up to you whether or not you want to be part of your grandchildren's life or cut them off as you're doing with me and you did with Philippa," Abel informed his father, surprising Christina and everyone else with his boldness."Go, get out of my sight, all of you! Leave, now! Take anything that you.