He was stretching out my very tight ass. He continued pushing and sliding his cock deeper. I began pushing back towards him. When he had all of his co...ck buried deep in my ass; he just held it there; not moving for a while. Then he began slowly thrusting in and out... The bastard was fucking me very slowly and I loved the feeling…He moved faster and he really started fucking my ass, deep strokes.I started backing up to meet each thrust. He held my hips with his hands, as he was deep thrusting in. I know I am not the perfect writer, but if you find something that will help me improve or have good or bad comments, please, let me know. Thanks!) * Kenita James looked at Harley as she took a bit of the potato salad her sister had made for Sunday dinner. She had learned over the years that it was a bit of the Barnes family tradition and had carried on for more years then most then had been alive. Around her, the conversation flowed as smooth as the Columbia River did back home, but she found. Eventually they knew that they had to leave. Nolan asked, "Do you thinkKirstin is still up, seeing how late it is?" I doubt it. Why don't you drive me to my home and I will get my cartomorrow. I will text her and let her know." What Nolan didn't know wasthat Gina had sent her text to Kirstin hours ago!As they drove to her townhome Gina fixed her lipstick and her hair. Shewas also thinking that if Nolan wanted to come into her townhome, shewould let him. And if he wanted to make love to. Slowly, I could feel my hips began to rock, he gave me a sly smile. "Well...Leslie?"I closed my eyes, the words came as one great breath. It meant the death of the male me, but I wanted her to pay and pay dearly. "I want your child."My mind was linked to both his lust for the male me and his mother's want for a grandchild. If I could only get him to think he wanted it as much, maybe I could get my revenge.He smiled slowly, "You will, but not just yet." His soothing voice reminding me that his.