And someday, the right guy, or girl would have come along and would have been able to do the same thing." Maybe you are right, Sir. But what you don't...get, is that IT WAS that big, that strong, because you made me yours. You didn't just make me tell you that I was yours, many times, I might add. But, in that whole thing in there, you MADE me yours. My head felt it, my heart felt, my soul felt it. And because of that is why I just broke down. Because, If I told you what I was thinking right. When he actually stopped to think about that his heart skipped a beat. Tracy, his daughter-in-law, stood, bisected by the frosted glass, and waved at him. She blew him a kiss, ‘Have fun Miya, you too Dad,’ and moved on. This afternoon was his. ‘Up to you Miya, we can get cheeseburgers anywhere, Burger King’s right around the corner.’ She was more concerned with the board, processing series of opening moves in her head. Finally, satisfied with her choice, she reached out and moved her own King’s. I cried out loudly as his giant black snake slipped in all the way to the base. I almost blacked out from the pain and felt like my colon would burst. Then the pain gave way to incredible pleasure. It was unbelievable. "That's it. Take it you married little bitch!" he told me. "Your ass is mine" he said as he slowly lifted me off him and began thrusting up and down inside me. I joined in with his movements and began to slide up and down on his cock. "Faster boy! Faster!" he commanded. I leaned. She takes Maureen's beautiful red pump and pushes thetoe against my balls. I can feel the soft red leather and the coolbrass buckle. Maureen has resumed kissing my pump. This is like a dreamcome true. It isn't long before I explode into Linda's mouth.When I am done, Linda pulls her head out from under my skirt. She goesto hand the shoe back to Maureen, but I ask to be allowed to do that. Iput the lovely pump on Maureen's foot, lovingly kissing it after I doso. Maureen clearly can't take any.