’ She held her left hand up showing no rings on her finger. ‘Is that for my benefit, or is it the reason for the sadness in your eyes?’ Maria ...grinned at him. ‘I’m surprised you remember. It seems so long ago now.’ ‘There’s not much I don’t remember. It was the best and the worst night of my life.The best because I was with a beautiful, kind, sympathetic woman who was incredibly sexy. She even seemed to find me attractive, that hadn’t happened for a long time. It was the worst night because. "Want to watch a movie?" Shirley asked me. She had admired my big-screen television set on more than one occasion, and teased me about the perks associated with being an unmarried man with a reasonably high income."I don't have much of a collection of titles," I said. "I don't suppose you want to watch 'Field of Dreams, ' do you?" How many times have you watched it?" she asked me, smiling."I don't know. Six, seven." I've seen it," she said. "It's a good movie. I enjoyed it -- once." Want me to. I was ready for my lover as he slid deep inside me as Igasped with pleasure and pulled my young black stud tome. I knew he was mine now. I could feel him go deepand thrust against my cervix. We were both thrustingand grinding in unison, sweating and slipping. I wasmoaning loudly and Zak’s pleasure sounds were more likea deep grunt. “OH, Brenda, your tight end is fucking good, Baby! Youhave my cock so hot! You are so fucking hot! You are mymomma!” “Oh, yes Zak, I’m. His kisses trailed back across her cheek, neck and down onto her shoulders where he bit roughly, leaving a small mark before kissing the spot to sooth any soreness. Finally, his thumb breached her twitching arsehole and she inhaled sharply through her teeth at this new violation. She turned her head to look at him again and once more their mouths met in a steamy clinch. With his thumb embedded to his first knuckle in her tender opening, he replaced his two fingers between her dripping labia and.