I didn’t think deeply because I couldn’t bear to.This time alone in the tractor allowed such deep thinking again. I wasn’t in all that pain anym...re. What was marriage? Did I want to marry someone someday? I loved my parents, and they seemed to have a pretty good marriage. Their focus seemed to be on keeping the farm going and raising two kids without messing them up too much. My own compass was pointed in that same direction not all that long ago. Now it simply wasn’t.Did I love Deedee? I. * He watched her, lost in desire, and nearly lost his own control. His fingers trembled as he slid them down her abdomen to the waist of her skirt. The hem was riding up high on her hips, exposing the matching panties to her bra. Black lace swirled tightly over her hairless mound. He'd thought so earlier when he had allowed himself to touch her in the car. She had felt smooth and wet. He felt himself throb at the thought. Unsteady hands gripped her hips and lifted her a few inches off the. He loved tits. "Con, tickle me, my pussy honey." She felt the response, a hand slipping familiarly under the black thong, inside her already foaming tunnel, knowledgably stimulating her clitty, kneading the g spot. Peter was sucking on the firm pillows of tender flesh writhing to his lips' touch. Vicky lowered her mouth to Connie's, her tongue darting out.The three wormed slowly together, hot skin seeking contact in this sensuous package, the smell of vaginal cream creating a musky odor that. Bobbing her head, his dick was quickly cleaned of their combined juices as she continuously swallowed him. Taking her head in his hands, he started humping her mouth like he had her pussy, fucking her skull with his dick. Her face pressed into the fat of his belly over and over again, her make-up smearing against his sweaty skin. Pulling her from his dick, he pushed her back onto the floor and started to paw over her body, practically slobbering over her gorgeous tits and slim waist. When he.