“That was different. I was so frustrated, I needed some affection. You lured me to your bed under false pretenses! It doesn’t count.”He tried to...look puzzled but his grin kept breaking through. “Lured? Gee, I sort of remember being attacked by a slim young woman who wasn’t wearing many clothes ... any clothes at all, as a matter of fact. I guess it must have been someone else.”She gave him a light kiss. “It had better have been me! Anyway, Clifford Fitzpatrick, back to the mundane. Given the. He could always able to satisfy me. I loved his cock too. It wasn't that huge like Mike's monster, but with his size of more than 8 inches, he still gave me a lot of pleasure. The relationship between the two of us somehow became deeper and it's true that sometimes it would be nice to suck or ride that huge anaconda, but my life was still perfect. I wrote it off as a wild one-night stand, a bit of debauchery, after which I returned to my beloved husband as a devoted and faithful wife. That. Lee Ann's mother, Miss Smith, is an older version of her daughter, in her late thirties; she has an amazing body kept in shape by hours on the tennis courts. She has the same vibrant and healthy good looks that her daughter has, the same blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. Her breasts are small and firm, the still sit up high even after having a child.Miss smith is a somewhat cold woman, stern and unemotional, very independent. She is divorced, raising her daughter on her own.The divorce left her. " Oh, I don't know," he replies casually, his gaze meeting hers, his eyes missing nothing. "You'd be surprised at the things I can understand."The impudence! A surge of rage bursts through her. She does not have space to lash the whip against this wretched creature, so drops the heavy, studded leather hilt and slaps him across the face. Her strong hand connects with his jaw with a sharp crack.In the cold stillness that follows, he is silent; then, a small smile forms at the corners of his.