He was relaxed, his eyes at half-mast and a slight smile on his lips. ‘Who?’ She croaked. Her voice was hoarse and her throat burned. ‘Who are y...u?’ ‘My name is Mark.’ As he spoke he slowly lifted his hand to brush a lock of hair that had fallen forward, tucking it behind her ear. ‘What do you remember?’ He asked softly. She was vaguely aware that he was stroking her back. It felt right, familiar. She didn’t know that he had been there all night stroking and rubbing her aches and pains. Giving. Another moment after that his butt cheeks were clenching and releasing as he began vigorously fucking her. In close-up Phil’s balls blocked the view of his shaft and her vagina. In the area of their union just his balls were visible from the same steady aspect bouncing off her anus: Phil’s balls, Katie’s anus. My Kate. She began to move her legs, first just clenching tighter around Phil’s upper thighs and butt, then alternating between spreading them wide out to the side and hooking them back. The men told me I should stop crying, I was so afraid. They have said that if I love, then both the House would soon leave again. I said to my tormentors, when looking for their cash, it is in the drawer. But Frank and Sascha just said, we do not want money. I will keep my mouth shut, should finally be quiet. I tried to defend myself, because I thought that if the two men want to have no money, what do the two of them from me. As it happened already, I should lie down with my back to the. The chemistry between the two of them had her nipples hard. Daryle took a swig and began suckling the creamy, beautifully formed mounds.“Mmmm,” she cooed.“Damn, you’re pretty! You look a lot like yo’ momma.”“Thanks!”Daryle saw Lonna’s light brown eyes begin to well. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I didn’t mean to…”“It’s okay, Daryle. I just thought about losing her a bit more since Uncle Gene passed.”“I’m sorry.”“It’s fine. Just hold me.”Daryle wrapped his sinewy arms around the vixen. He kissed her.