’ Hansen looked at him. ‘There are ladies here, mate,’ he said. ‘Take it easy.’ ‘Not for long there won’t be,’ said the SPF. ‘See, t...at’s why you’re angry at me,’ he said. ‘You have to sit around and take orders from dumbasses who get paid ten times what you do. And then you get to rough up innocent civilians, including women. You’re a real tough boy,’ he winked, ‘no wonder you’re angry. I always thought it was your little dick.’ The SPF was blew out a loud breath under his helmet, but decided. He had just finished his conversationwith Beth, who finished it, by confirming that herdaughters’ were indeed on their way. “Oh this is gunna be one fine Christmas after all,” Bobsaid, an evil Grinch-like smile on his face. Mr. Stanleywas their next-door neighbor and had been watching theJohnson girls grow up, for the last ten years, from afar. Watching them blossom into womanhood and Bobcouldn’t wait to see just how much they blossomed, upclose.The girls, dressed in. I noticed one of the hallway lights was on so I quietly rose from my bed. I feared the worst. Janelle was never the type to stay up late at night, she was an early bird.Slowly walking into the hallway, I heard noises coming from the living room. I crept my way towards the living room but stopped cold in my tracks the moment I realized what the noises were. I heard my wife moaning, writhing, trying desperately to muffle her sounds while still being completely in the moment.She was not one for. Without any other notice, he quickly thrust into her, getting half of his cock in. Ashley gasped at the sudden intrusion. He felt so thick! She could feel her still-spasming pussy try to accommodate its girth, but it was difficult. Slowly drawing out, Mr. S let just the tip of his 9 , soda can cock remain in her pussy, and then slammed it back in again. Mr. S grunted. She was so tight, and he still had another 2 inches to get in. He repeated the process, and this time he bottomed out in her.