He savoured the soft silkiness of her mother's inner thigh. Suzanne would have been horrified if she knew her daughter was a whore. That he was the ma... who had made her daughter into a whore. Richard would probably have tried to kill him.Instead, Richard was going to humbly step aside and allow him to bed his lovely wife. Suzanne would smile weakly and allow him to have his way with her to save her husband from an African jail. He laughed aloud and moved his hand higher. He doubted Suzanne was. I told them I'll talk to you about it and let them know." "I would love to meet your parents Carter. That would make me very happy." "Good. All I ever want is for you to be happy." Carter moved closer again and grabbed my hand. "I love you Sloane. Forever and ever." "I love you too baby. Thank you for what you did. That means more than you know." "I'll do anything for you." "Is that so?" "Yes. Say it and it'll be done." I hiked up my dress and moved my panties to the side. My pussy was. Just the sound of his moans and his cock going in and out made me hornier and enter a world of trance.All the girls always imagine such kind of pounding when they wank off. But honestly, experiencing it was a different world altogether. I just closed my eyes and was loving this bastard’s pounding. I could feel his orgasm was building up. With a thud and a loud moan, he just crumbled on me.He then removed his cock from my pussy and lay down on the bed. When he came, I was nearing my third. We walked up to him and I said, “Hello, Marcus. It’s been quite a while since we’ve seen you. I think you know that they've closed down the shelter where we met you, and we just wanted to look you up and see how you're doing.”Marcus replied, “Hey, guys, it’s really great to see you, and I’ll bet that I know why you’re here. I know from talking to some of the guys at the shelter that you two have been very busy taking care of their special needs there, and I’m guessing that you have developed an.