Mr. Harris was the Executor of Daddy's will, the Trustee of the Trust, andPresident and majority shareholder of the company. Mr. Harris was so kind to...ffer Mommy a job at the company and said if sara was a good girl she mightget to work there this summer. sara thought that she and Mommy were so luckyto have such a nice friend to look after them.. During the last few years Daddy and Mr. Harris and some of their friends andbusiness customers had gone hunting each year in South America and before. People have to deal with things in their own way. In the other world, when they had gone their separate ways, he had told she would always have a part of him. She had often wondered what he had really meant by this, aside from the trashy, airport novel connotations it could have so easily carried. Sometimes she felt as though she was under a spell of some making, and imagined him in his darkened cell, candles burning, at a makeshift altar carrying out the ritual that seemed to tattoo him on her. She moaned on his cock and the vibrations from her vocal cords sent shivers down Paul's cock until he thought he was going to cum straight into her belly, but he held back and she pulled back some as another hard cum washed over her. Tray said he was about to cum and confirmed again that it was okay for him to shoot it inside her and she nodded that it was. Tray threw his head back and his thrusts became erratic as his own climax took control of his body. With each subsequent thrust, he shot a. I’m gong to fuck you puss. And I’m going to fuck your ass!’ I grabbed both wrists and held them above your head. Then I used my leg to force your legs wider. I held both of your wrists with one hand as I slipped my other hand down your back. Fondling you in a rough manner. I ran my fingers between your ass cheeks, then cupped your dripping wet pussy from behind. My fingers rubbed your wet slit back and forth before I forced them inside you. I worked your tight pussy hard and rubbed you swollen.