Eerst maar eens ons geheime neukhuisje inspecteren, wie weet. De zon voelt weldadig aan na die bewolkte dagen en ik was me terdege bewust van de blikk...n van zowel mannen als vrouwen - zeker al de buitenlandse - toen ik op mijn klikkende hakken en mijn zwaaiende korte rokje de wandeling naar ons geheime huisje maakte. Daar trof ik alleen een slaperige Bruno die me vanuit zijn hondenmand vermoeid aanstaarde in plaats van me kwispelend te begroeten: die was kennelijk weer behoorlijk uitgewoond. Then before I could ask why we stopped he asked: “So when do you plan to ask him again? I mean even day that goes by you are becoming more, and more frustrated. I mean am I right?”I told him yes he was right and that I wasn’t sure maybe tonight maybe tomorrow. Then Mark laughed a little and said: “See you are the good Catholic wife, don’t make any waves and be submissive to your husband. Do it anyway he wants and always the way he wants. For God sakes Bonnie stand up for yourself. Tell him if. I decided to take the chance and gained up the courage to put one of my hand over her husband on her breast. It was like honey. I massaged it gently and stared at her pussy bush hairs… It resembled her mom’s pussy and when I attempted to touch those forests push her baby started crying. Luckily I escaped as she too woke up and continued her sleep. The next day I escaped her bedroom and pretended as if nothing happened… She too knew that I had seen her naked by the morning… But she too pretended. ” Sam bragged to himself as he continued to stroke his dick up and down. He felt like it was in a velvet vice. Every stroke took a monumental effort on his part to complete.Poor Haley clearly didn’t know what was happening to her. The teen held her hands between her legs. Her face a mask of confused pleasure.“I’m going to fuck you pregnant Haley Jones.” Sam loudly announced to the empty room. He wanted the sexy teen pregnant. Wanted Haley’s flat stomach to bulge out with his baby. Her.