“Ohhhhhhh fuck,” he said. “I wish you and I had somewhere we could be right now. Don’t you too?” he said to her as she continued to stroke h...is cock. “God yes,” she said as she watched it get harder and harder and longer too. “I soooo want that in me right now.” “So do I,” he said as he looked at her. She kept on stroking his cock. He held back for as long as he could but it was inevitable. He had to cum. He was going to cum. It was time for it to happen. Michael shot up. Cum flew up and all. She made her way down to the pool and stretched out on the chaise lounge.Tess walked over and I watched Jerry’s reaction which was similar to mine, watching Amber.Jerry greeted her, “Hi Tess, care for some ice tea?”“Yes, thank you.”Tess leaned against Jerry, kissed him on the cheek and went to join Amber down by the pool.“Hey dude, that’s my stepdaughter you’re ogling.”“The same can be said about you, Al.”“We need to talk, let’s go inside so they can’t hear us.”Once in the house, I looked at. ”Krissy was on the verge of tears but she had no choice but to do as instructed. She took off her jacket, her tank top and her jeans and laid them on the small bench in the room. She pulled on the thin orange cotton shirt which fit loosely over her body and she buttoned it up. She then pulled on the pants. Officer Felton took her hands and handcuffed her again, though Krissy was thankful that this time they were in front of her waist rather than behind her and led her out of the room. She. Ever again... I'm going to keep torturing you... He pulled out of her slowly, but kept the tip of his shaft at her entrance. He barely moved his hips, rubbing on her flesh until she whimpered. He growled hotly, "Look at me, Diana. Who am I?" he asked when she opened her desire-laden eyes.Who are you? "You're my sexy, new husband, Charles Richards!" she moaned.He plunged deeply into her with a soft grunt, making her groan loudly. "Good. That was a good answer. And who else am I?" He pulled.