Bradley bounds to his feet and head upstairs. I sigh in relief and sink into my chair, hop-ing that he didn't see too much.Bradley is my pride and joy... I am 30. I was 16 when I had Bradley, having gotten my-self in trouble with a black man. Bradley's skin is a very light brown, and his hair is smooth like mine. Quinn and I had married, but it didn't last.The next morning, I looked at my baby as I set his breakfast plate in front of him. It was Saturday, and as soon as Bradley left to do. We ended up talking a little more, and then we ended up in bed all night. From that night on we were inseparable. What had started as a keen interest in my cock, had developed into a wonderful union and a great life together. Soon after college, we were married and we found a great house together. Her parents welcomed me to her family with open arms, and I was given a job with her father's corporation. Kelly was already set up with a monstrous trust fund, and they had given us a ton of money. It made nodifference. Claire similarly fitted a ring to the leftnipple. Claire got down off the workbench to light atiny butane torch. Using a heat shield and a little goldsolder, the ring fitting was made permanent. Not thatBeth would ever have the chance to remove the ringsanyway. Claire smeared some antiseptic cream on each titto prevent the slightest chance of infection from Beth’snew piercings and jewellery.Beth’s began to feel better and her wailing was reducedto a sniffle as. Jack saw Amy’s fingertips gripping the edge of the chair, as if to hang on. With each forceful thrust, her entire body shuddered, and she emitted moans and grunts of pleasure.“She likes getting fucked like that,” Jack whispered as his left hand cupped Steph’s breast and his right stroked her clit.“So would I,” Steph answered, surprising herself. Was it the wine? She wasn’t sure. But she felt intoxicated by lust as much as by wine.Amy’s eyes remained closed, and her body shuddered, with.