When i was about to cum he pulled his fingers and mouth from me. Making me whimper and whine like it always did. Master smiled he loves the sounds I m...ke when he doesn’t allow me to cum my hips still rising from the bed asking him for more.Master turned me over on my hand and knees and buried himself in one hard push deep into my pussy . I giggled and pushed back finally having him where I wanted him. He pushed in and out slowly grabbing my hips and pulling me back as he entered me, driving. I kissed his neck and he moaned again, then he kissed me, no doubt tasting his cum remnants of his cum in my mouth. His hands found their way to my tits and it felt nice even though they were silicone falsies. Coming up for air I excused myself and beaded to the bathroom where I fixed my lipstick once again and took off my skirt and grabbed a small bottle of baby oil and massaged it into my pussy-ass. When I returned Denny was stroking himself with one hand and his drink in the other. I. How each flake joins with the next. See it in your mind. Each flake is unique, like a soul. Alone, it is beautiful but when it joins with others, it becomes so much more.’ Gabrielle felt the flakes. She saw the ice crystals and their patterns, watching as they joined together. The intricate designs gave way to a larger shape as they built upon one another and became one. ‘Now imagine the snow as it melts and rises to the clouds. It becomes water again, but it is still snow in a different form.. " He'll find out eventually."“Yes, but I'll be retired by then and living far away with my sexy young wife."We stopped at an out-of-town retail outlet where I bought a long, white evening gown and some sluttish underwear. Peter loved what I bought. He practically drooled in our hotel room when I showed him the minuscule g-strings and quarter-cup bras. The stockings and thigh-high leather boots had his tongue on the floor, especially when I told him they were for his eyes only.The gown fitted me.