I reached down and touched my clit gently a few times and I was cumming again. I felt the fluid leak out of me, run down my bum and drip onto the couc.... Malcolm shaft was now making sloshing sounds as his pounding continued. Sweat was pouring from his brow and chest. I thought to myself didnt he say he was close. Then moments later he dropped my bun to the soft couch. His penis slipped free as I fell. He moved up my body straddling me just below my tits. His long cock and bulbous knob reached. ’ * * * * * Tom awoke groggily in the morning, aware of something pressing into his back. He rolled over and looked towards Laura. Then he saw that Becky was lying between them, sound asleep, curled up in her pink Dr Dentons, her thumb in her mouth. Laura was already awake, resting her cheek in her hand as she looked down at their child. ‘Bad dream, I guess,’ she said. ‘Enough to drive a five-year-old to a safer harbor.’ Looking down, Tom thought that the way his and Laura’s bodies were. Or it wasn’t Fiona he was genuinely worried about. The werewolves? He didn’t know them, and as terrifying as the pack of wolves were — yeap, terrifying, no getting around that description — he wasn’t really worrying about them either. Not right now at least. His earlier night with Antoinette had settled his worries for a little while, insuring him this meeting would not affect them, but now, as he stepped onto the elevator with the Begotten, all his worries were coming back.The whole situation. Go upstairs and take care of yourself." She gave me a deep hard kiss on the lips, told me she loved me and went up to the shower.When she came back down she was dressed looking as beautiful as ever smiling hesitantly. She walked over to me, "Thank You for giving me my hair back and I promise, I will make it all up to you." How about we start with breakfast and make it up to each other?" OK, let's start with that."It was a short drive to the restaurant. We both had the morning special. The meal.