‘Women are allowed to express themselves emotionally.’ He shot a hot glance at Inverness for saying that. And then it began… a deep rumble that ...ecame a laugh and she looked much happier. ‘I really think I’m going to like you,’ Alan said, and Inverness beamed, reaching to hold his hand because they were driving slowly, having just turned into the two-mile access track to the ranch house. * * * Coral Coleman had wanted to tell Inverness Alan was coming home as soon as Alan had called telling. She had been involved mostly with the male football squad and little parties with the music teacher, Mister Branson and the football coach, the tall and silent type, Coach Williams wearing his tight sports running pants that showed off the exact measurements of his impressive man-tool. Most of the cheerleading squad had already taken his business for a ride up into the back of their pretty little throats and she was no exception.As she waited, a city police-car pulled up alongside her and she. "You... I... but...but..." suddenly quiet but with the biggest smile he'd ever seen on her face Alan gently grasped her face again and kissed her as deeply as he could pouring all of himself into the kiss, he felt Hopix almost collapse against him then groan as the passion began to overtake her. Breaking the kiss they both were in a daze only capable of staring at each other. As always someone was always there to muck things up, as they both heard someone clearing their throat behind them.. I wanted to feel him sliding into me, his cock stimulating my pussy the way a bow stimulates the strings of a violin as it is drawn across them. I wanted to feel it pumping in and out of me, to listen to him tell me how good my pussy felt around his dick, to hear him tell me what a great fuck I was. Of course, what I REALLY wanted more than anything else was for him to cum in me over and over again, to flood me with his sperm and groan and moan as he told me how much he loved me.My dad stopped.