Delilah got up from her chair and hugged Argent, drawing him close to her. She rested her head on his shoulder.Argent stroked her hair while returning...the warm embrace. "If I had know that jelly-filled doughnuts were going to get me this kind of attention, I would have brought back dozens of them."Delilah laughed softly while holding him, but gave him a worried expression when she looked into his eyes. "I heard about what happened tonight with the Quarrymen." She sat back down in her chair, and. We go to church, then have dinner, open the rest of our presents, and then Dad goes to his desk and writes special letters." Those letters, Hal later learned, were to a couple of fellow soldiers he kept in touch with for many years, and two widows, each widowed during the Battle of the Bulge, a terrible, terrible battle about which, apparently, Cindy's dad never commented."But," she added, "come over for a few moments on Christmas Eve, you can help us decorate the tree." Daaad," the. The tip pushed its way in, slowly, I felt myself being stretched beyond anything I had ever known, the huge cock pushed in inch by endles inch.Pain and pleasure swept through my whole body like a wave, my clit sprayed the guy beneath me.He licked his lips, took my tiny clit and balls into his warm, wet mouth, sucked then let them go with a pop, ohhh!He turned his attention to the cock slowly penetrating my pussy, licking between my hole and the balls, pulling my cheeks appart, sucking the. I always selected the expensive make up.He preferred that I wear a corset-camisole top. My camisoles laced up in the front. They were tight. They pushed up my tits and revealed lots of cleavage. Brian said I should not wear a bra under a cami like that. Watching black men look at my tits caused my nipples to get red and stiff. I loved it.Every time he dated me, we would end up at his apartment. Then we would have a long, slow fucking session on his couch or in his bed. First, I would take off.