I saw the head slowly start to make it's way in her, amid the sharpest pain-pleasure cries I'd ever heard... then, suddenly, he gave her one hard push...and the ridge disappeared behind the taunt ring of muscles at her openning. From her, I heard a shriek of a gasp, but from him I heard the deepest of relived, pleasured sighs. "Ahhhhh... that's better..." I watched as he started to hump her, delving himself in and out of her repeatedly, and each time the rown fucked past the entrance at her hole,. "No. I want you to leave. Everyone knows you're only with daddy for his money!" I snapped back. "Crystal, how about we go get Mani Pedis done?" she suggested as she checked her phone nervously. "No," I replied flatly. "I'm moving out as soon as you move in. Do you think I like hearing you fake your moans while fucking my daddy in the middle of the night?" She turned, tired. "I love Derek very much Crystal ..." She was about to continue her sentence when her phone buzzed. She looked at it and. He walked into the building and slowly climbed the stairs to the second floor. The offices of Venture Publications were right at the top of the stairs on the second floor. As he reached the top of the stairs he paused by the entrance to regain his composure.Damn! It sounded like Carol and Marie were already inside. He could hear them talking. He stood there and listened for a moment.He heard a giggle and then Marie's voice in a high, mocking sing- song "ooooh, puhleeese Linda, give me a. The sun beat down even as it drifted toward the soft horizon. The grasshoppers droned. Nelle wiped the back of her tiny wrist across her damp brow, dragging tea red tendrils of hair with it. Four more minutes. One by one the shirts went up, fresh and clean and cool to the touch. Socks were strung like festival bunting beside them. It was such a pleasant feeling, hanging the washing. It felt good to stand back and watch it catch the wind, each empty arm puffing open like a windsock, each pillow.