He was probably Rakoczi’s boy, and in later life he no longer found the tall tales conscionable. Gower of course was full of manure and all that won...erfully smelly stuff, so let’s not even consider his tales worth the oxygen it takes to recount them.” “Okay,” Laura said, helping herself to Mille-Feuille, which was basically three layers of puff pastry and two layers of creme patisserie. This version had a layer of white icing with dark chocolate strips on top, with a ton of diced strawberries. EMMAI pulled into the drive locked my car and virtually ran into myapartment, I was greeted by the most amazing aroma and dumping mybriefcase and coat I headed into the kitchen. There she was the love ofmy life Emma, standing over the stove wearing a red sheath dress whichclung to her every curve, her shapely legs covered in black stockingsteetering on 4 inch black stiletto shoes, even cooking dinner she lookedstunning from behind. I walked up behind her and took her in my arms. "Ohhi honey,". It hurt and I choked. Brett forced his cock deeper into my throat, the more I coughed and gaged, the more his pushed down on my cock. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. He kept moving in and out of my mouth. My jaw was hurting for how wide I needed to keep it open for him. I wasn't sure how much longer he wanted me to go so I made a sloppy plea as he removed it from my mouth, "fuck me?" I said it a feminine light tone. I was hoping he wanted to hear that voice. He paused, picked up the lube. “I need your attention too,” Justin said quietly, lingering before delving into another lip-lock.Erin felt herself melt into his arms. His soft lips traveled from her mouth to her neck to her collarbone, trailing kisses upon kisses all over Erin's upper body.Justin's big green eyes stared into Erin's.“Kiss me,” he said, with a newfound tenderness.Erin's felt a tug at her heartstrings at the desperation in Justin's voice. She placed both hands on his cheeks and brought him close.“I love you,”.