Then it was as if a time bomb went off, she was bucking back at me so hard I was scared my cock would be pushed out of her pussy or I would slip off h...r onto the floor. I concentrated on pushing my cock in as far as it would go and just trying not to slip out. Fuck her, fuck her. “Fuck me” “fuck me,” ”ugh”,ugh” “ugh’. We were fucking so hard she could no longer talk, just grunting in time with my strokes, “Ugh, ugh, ugh”. I had my face buried in her neck, just concentrating. Suddenly I felt. I dreaded that every single time. So I tried to avoidthe trip to the barber at any cost. At least till I met him again. So itneeded to be quick. Perhaps a Wednesday, as the barber shop is closed onTuesday. In my semi-logical brain, that was the least risky day for thelongest hair length.As I was talking to him, I was teasing that I wouldn't come, just to seehow far he will go to convince me. Even though I had decided, I probablyneeded that extra conviction to go through it. He was like, "Come. .. don't need to work," I started out by saying."I think you told me this before," she said."What I mean to say is, I have no financial reason to work. My grandfather helped design the spray-can. I earn $230 thousand dollars a year because of it. When I turn thirty, I get an additional $4 million dollars from a trust. My Dad, in his infinite wisdom, thinks I should ask you for a pre-nuptial agreement."She squeezed my hand rather hard, and said, "Do you want a pre-nuptial agreement, Michael?". Smiling she got into the car and put her seatbelt on ''Come on squirt we'll be late''Tom gets in the car and drives to the airport. Tom parks his car and walks into the airport and checked it. In a little while they were inside the plane to paris. Tom held her hand as they sat next to each other in first class. After a great flight they both reached paris and was lead to their hotels. Tom set their luggage inside and smiles "Sis, can you sit down, i wanna talk to you about something"Luce looked.