This realisation that I am stronger than I thought has me eager to face my challenges head on, like a patriotic soldier, absolutely positive she is fi...ghting for a just cause. I will win, not just for me but for my family too. I owe them a chance to say goodbye. "Lena!" My father's voice cracks as he calls out for me, yet again. "Where are you, my baby?" That question is quiet, broken, and a prickling of fear races up my spine. He's about to give up, I realise. "Mr Sastri!" I call, but he does. . cum.... some..... more.... More!" You want more cum, Claire?" Gary finally spoke."Yes..... Pump.... in me.... some.... more!" She responded, tilting her head back.Again with the squeezing. He was quick this time, slamming into her over and over again, bucking wildly and deeply, more of his fresh jizz spurting into the collection inside her. The pleasured feeling was indescribable, and felt like his soul had just left his body and came back again. He could see her give out a silent scream,. Her thoughts were tightening up and she felt the sluggishness and sleepiness falling off her, she blinked, and felt a rush all the way up her spine, she felt good, ready for anything. ‘So the most important thing, if we want to keep having a good time, is we’ve gotta fool our parents, we’ve gotta play it straight so they don’t have a clue what we’re really up too. We’ve got lots of goodies, and booze, but we gotta be careful how we use them or we’re all gonna to get busted, and nobody wants. My hands slide over my butt and my fingertips find my wet slit, which I pull wide apart as I thrust my hips back to give you the very best view I can. “Ohh, you fucking slut. That’s a fucking nice pussy,” you tell me, groaning. A glance my shoulder shows my you have your cock out of our jeans now, and you are pumping that delicious long, thick shaft in your fist as you look at me. The fire of unbridled lust in your eyes makes my pussy quiver.“Get over here and suck me, slut,” you say, the.