If he walked through that door right now I'd jump his bones and fuck him!" Maggie, you're a happily married woman with a wonderful husband and kids. W...hat's got into you? Stop doing that or I'm going to leave!"Faith let out a loud "whew" when Maggie's hand reappeared, but gasped when she saw her friend rip open her pants and frantically push them and her panties off. Spreading her legs, Maggie's hand once again dove between her legs, inserting two fingers into her very wet pussy.Abruptly. Those mutha's hate our fucking guts, nothin' we can do to change that." What do you expect?" Donaldson said. "How would you react if some dude showed up in your 'hood and started waving a gun around?" Depends on the size of the gun," Stephens replied. "If it's some whiny-ass punk with a popgun then I bust a cap in his knee and send him crying back to mama. But if it's some badass muthafucka with a big muthafuckin' assault rifle then I'm going to keep my head down and stay the fuck outta his. When he was born the doctors were quickly giving up on him. Telling his parents that there wasn’t much hope for the baby to survive. Although if the baby was to survive that it would be so mentally and physically handicapped that it would be better off dead. With all the doctors were telling the parent, the baby’s family wouldn’t give up so the doctors did all they could do to help him. Over the next two weeks the baby would go through 2 surgeries, one on his head and one on his back. Even. He started fucking me slowly and was carefully be it didn’t last too long as he started picking up his pace. The headboard was banging loudly against the wall, I was moaning out real loud, gasping for air, Paul’s cock pounding my pussy really good. Oh fuck I cried out often, fuck me Paul, harder baby id cry out. I could feel Paul’s balls slapping against my ass he was driving his cock that deep inside me. I was sweating, I was hot, sticky, the bed was a mess, and it was the best fucking I was.