She sucked on them like they were a mans dick. Ian continued his thrusting movement till he fired his load into her. He felt Alexis bite down slight...y on his fingers and he pulled them out of her mouth. He finished off his load and pulled out. Alexis smiled and laid flat on her back breathing heavily. Ian then rolled her back over on her stomach, raised her hips up and placed his dick back into her. Alexis moaned loudly and a small giggle slipped out. He thrust-ed in her again but with. But this whole time I was just wandering, without purpose. Must have been around twenty years. ‘Then one day it all changed. I was back in a town I’d been to before and someone recognised me.’ — ‘Logan?’ The woman was about his age, and but was still attractive enough. He probably wouldn’t have given her a second glance though, if not for the fact that she’d recognised him. She definitely wasn’t someone he’d known in his old life though. ‘Sorry, is your n- are you Logan Turner?’ He grunted in. It’s just how we talk here. The more we rib someone, the more we love them. It’s people who are nice to you here that really don’t give a shit about you.I own my own business, but that is as much a nightmare as a dream at times. I live in a small town with all the benefits that come from that, as well as all the distractions that come from that. My wife was the most “perfect” part. Yet not even that was perfect. We had spats. We didn’t always see eye to eye. However we always went to bed. The fourth night, Zithrusa seduced John, using all of her feminine wiles to interest him in her sexually deprived and depraved body. Her yoni was hot enough to melt tallow when John stopped his self-pity party long enough to dip his wick in her cauldron of love. He felt much better then, and afterwards she got him to drink some broth like when she had taken care of him the first time. They both enjoyed going back to their early days, and John even went so far as to pretend to be helpless (at.