He held himself to a steady rhythm through sheer force of will, determined to make this last a long as possible. Sarah had leaked enough juice around ...is fingers and into the palm of his hand that soft squelching noises made a counterpoint to the louder noises coming from her throat. Squelchy sounding moans were punctuated by a soft "glug" each time Junior's dick pressed past the back of her throat. Junior slid a third finger into Sarah, curling his pinky so that it would rub against her clit.. I would pick her up and kiss her "boo-boo" or praise her achievement.We still slept in the same room. I had insisted on a traditional Japanese bed: essentially a mattress on the floor. Shortly after turning two, Kizuna climbed out of her bed (which had training rails that went from head to foot) and crawled in next to me.I was surprised, both by her ability to get out of her own bed and by her desire to sleep with me, but I was very pleased. I felt a certain comfort having her next to me, and. That night i dint get sleep,those words rotated in my mind,without my knowledge i headed to my moms bedroom,findig her sleeping,went and sat beside her,could she be my lover,in a moment i was on her,kissing her she woke up,”surya,whats this”,i told “mom ,i am the head ,am in not?”.i pinned her hands down on bed,sucked her lower lips,i forced her to open her mouth,played with her moist tongue,oh was she hot?.pulling her saree up i made my first entry,it felt like painful heaven,ohh gosh,it took. ‘And it’s almost noon you know. That little body of yours doesn’t help either. I know the guys love it, but there’s not much of ya to soak up the booze.’ ‘We got some vodka for your O.J. if you wanna little hair o’ the dog,’ Brian said. ‘Fuck yeah,’ she said quietly. ‘Somebody make me one. I’ll be right back.’ She rose from her chair slowly and walked carefully down the pine needle covered path to the water, placing each footstep gently, so as not to jar her brain. It was a powerful hangover,.