Sandra’s hand came up again and in front of her face she was holding a very large condom, filled with a good amount of liquid and tied up at the end.... Frank immediately realized it had to be the condom Sandra had talked about, and the liquid inside was Abam’s cum.As Sandra resumed fucking her husband, her other hand revealed a pair of scissors. With a tiny snap, Sandra cut the tied end of the condom off and threw the scissors on the floor.“You want to know where I’d want Abam’s cum?” Sandra. We talked about the weather, how long he had done the job pointless talk, while I was looking out the door I could see him at the corner of my eye looking at my legs and my butt. It was harmless so I didn’t point it out but wondered what I would do if he decided to run his hand up my leg, his t-shirt was brushing against my leg now, he must have moved, suddenly he stood up. He was finished with the parcel and had all the information and would be gone soon it kind made me sad I mean he was a. "He pulled her on her side so that they were facing each other on the long, wide couch, and then he ground his loins tightly into hers, sliding his hand up over the soft roundness of her buttocks beneath her short mini-skirt."Oh, Amos, no!" Melanie whimpered into the wetness of his mouth as he leaned over and kissed her hard upon the lips. She tried to pull away from him, but she could not seem to find the energy to resist his caressing touch and delicious kiss, the evil effects of the. He was almost worshipful.His hand left her breasts and slid back up to her throat and he pushed her face gently up and to the side as if to examine her face. He caressed her cheek tenderly, perhaps trying to calm her, but if so, his touch had the opposite effect and she suddenly began to panic as she realized the seriousness of her predicament, lying on her back in a deserted garage with her arms trapped and blouse open, being touched by a stranger. She suddenly couldn't control her breathing.