It didn’t turn her world upside down or make her leg want to ‘pop’ behind her. It was just… pleasant. Breathing heavily, Russell took her stun...ed look to mean that she felt it too. ‘See, Darlin’, I knew we could be like this.’ He just continued to palm her cheek and finally tilted her face to look at him, ‘Marry me, Mel,’ he breathed. ‘Please, be my wife.’ Melissa didn’t know what to think, what to feel much less what to say. It was all too much to take in for one day and her mind was spinning.. What is the audience thinking? It’s too far away for me to read the comments, but what if they hate it? What if they don’t find me good enough? Will Mara cancel the adoption? Will she hate me?I really wish I could just turn off whatever part of my brain was panicking and pretend I’m into it, but I can’t. In a last attempt to find something to save me I look back at Mara, still uninterested in me or the stream. Is this why she adopted me? Was it just for content? How could she be so loving. "Now stick them in my mouth." While she was staring at him, he undid his pants, pulling out his cock and starting to roughly jack himself off. "Please Beth, baby, put those pissed panties in my mouth. I want to taste you." There was raw longing in his tone, and at that she balled her underwear up, and hesitantly stuck them into his waiting mouth. Immediately he groaned in bliss, starting to suck the piss out of them as he jerked his cock. Getting a little excited herself, Beth looked around the. He hopped in, turned the ignition key, and brought the fuel injected 427 motor under the hood to life. He had replaced the stock 327 with the 427 several years earlier. He liked the big block’s throaty power. “Buckle up!” As she tightened her seat belt, Savanna could feel the engine’s power vibrating through the Vette’s seat and into her butt. Her eyes were wide open as was her mouth. She gasped, “Oh wow!” The vibrations in her butt were beginning to make her sex tingle. She could feel herself.