He told Yvette if she doesn’t have the car she wants by then, he’ll buy what he wants. Go with her tomorrow, help her get it right, look at colors...and style; not just how big the engine is.” My wife just told me to spend the day with the woman of my dreams. “Can we take your car today? I want to look at more models and will have my hands full of pamphlets to look at while we drive around.”“I thought this was a two-car race.”Yvette stepped out of her house ahead of me, I was watching her butt. Today he had sent me a msg simply asking me to be ready and waiting for him at one i the noon. I cancelled all my appointments and waited for him in the basement parkling .I was luckily dressed in a simple sleevelss kurta and white shalwar because I knew if I was really dressed to kill Rohit would really rip me apart. When we were in his car Rohit started softening me by telling me what he was going to do with me once we were alone. This was a mind game really used to soften me up so that by. She started pressing it so hard. I couldn’t control any more. So took it out.She was just amazed by seeing my monster. She complimented that my tool is too bigger than the one in the video. She started to press it too hard. I asked her to suck it. At first she rejected, but after my force she accepted and sucked it. I was completely lost in her work. During the same time I slowly opened her jeans and removed her panty and started to finger fuck her. She asked me to insert my tool in her pussy. You've made me so hard with your whorish ways." She's a slut, Father," Joy said. "Just like we were." Mrs. Lawson," Samantha purred, "embrace his holy teachings. He will cleanse you and make you pure. He did it to us." Just surrender to me and I will save your daughter and purify your whorish soul."She sucked harder on his thumb. Her tongue brushed it, circling it. His cock throbbed, eager to feel her warmth. Donna's cheeks blossomed with color. She let out a moan. A whore's moan. She is a.