‘What are you two talking about?’ Patrick wanted to know. ‘My due date. Your brother here wanted to know if I was going to pop soon,’ Callia a...swered with a sarcastic sneer. ‘And are you?’ Patrick asked. ‘Not unless you do to me what you did to my mother,’ Callia snapped. ‘Don’t get haughty with me you little bitch,’ Patrick warned. ‘You really should let me go Patrick. Don’t forget, my dad’s a cop,’ Callia said. ‘I can handle one little cop and we’re out of his jurisdiction,’ Patrick reminded. He was the man in charge, so I let him take over and make me his boy bitch.There was nothing slow about his movements from this point onward. He wanted to open me up for a good hard fucking before he left for work and it was time to quit the foreplay. I felt plaint and soft under him, ready to accept his cock head. Pushing himself up off me, he sat back on his haunches, a greedy glint in his eyes. It lasted a few seconds before pacing his hnads under my knees, jerking my legs up and opening my. . We can take it slow, you don't have to lose it tonight"She but her lip and nodded" I slipped my hand into her panties, I rub my finger down her slit, before I knew it my hand was soaking wet with her juices."You're so wet for me baby, tell me you want me" she started to breathe heavily "this- is - so - wrong" she gasped, with a smirk on her face I couldn't control my words anymore I was so turned on "but it's so right baby... I want you to make me cum, you wanna know where?" She shook her. ”“Just like here. Do you remember her dinette set?”“That I don’t. She passed away while I was quite young.” Adam stood in the doorway surveying the back yard. “I think once the garage is up, the next thing would be finishing in back -- a patio or a deck off the kitchen would be nice.” He bolted the back door and then embraced her and kissed her lips.“I had a wonderful time tonight,” she said, “a wonderful time today.”“I couldn’t believe it when you ordered that parfait for dessert. I.