As I moved the head of my dick on her clit she said “it’s about time I thought I would’ve had order you to stick in there” as she was laughing... while saying. When my dick finally entered her beautiful pussy all I felt was this very wet and moist thing that I wanted to fuck the hell out of. She was on back when we started to fuck then after about 30 minutes she got on top, and I could feel the hair from her gridding on my hair all I could do was just to fuck her harder and fast as she was on. This time she started to build up a rhythm of bobbing her head up and down my shaft; every time she had her lips around the head of my cock I could feel her tongue swirling around it before moving back down again.I could see as she was moving her mouth up and down on my cock she had a hand underneath her skirt touching herself. She was making sweet sexy little groans of lust and enjoyment as she simultaneously wanked my cock with her mouth and fingered her pussy. Watching such a beautiful. The very large twin emeraldsthat adorn my husband's crown are the product of clamps being removed afterthree hours of wearing them; I remember screaming in pain and fainting. WhenI awoke, my husband was rubbing an ointment into the purple-black nubs of fleshand telling me I had produced two of the most perfect emeralds anyone had everseen. My pain, he said, was small price for the jewels. I wish I could believe him. He affords me every luxury, everything I could need or want, as. "So what is this?" A sort of goodbye I guess. A goodbye to the childish love I felt for you, that neediness that you could never really satisfy." What will we be?" Friends." We're friends." I know," she said shyly. "Gail told me that too. Vy too. In fact Vy insisted on it. But I loved you so. I guess I worshipped you like some sort of hero. Friends sounded like a curse to me, like the way a relationship ends by saying 'we can stay friends' and it never turns out that way. I thought it a lie, a.