She thinks she's taken control and pins me down. Forcing her wet lips on my face as she manipulates my erect and throbbing cock with her hands teasing... and rubbing. I remember she told me how she loved to rub her tight little hole as she is pleasured by a man so I used my long tongue to lick her clit and probe her wet sopping pussy then make my way to her sweet tight little ass. She lets out a great moan as she shutter and almost loose control . She turns her head toward my big black cock and. ‘Mr. Moore,’ the doctor, still in his green scrubs, addressed me. ‘Your wife is resting comfortably and you’ll be able to see her in an hour or so after she’s awake in an assigned a room.’ ‘The baby, how’s my son doing?’ ‘I’m sorry, Heather lost the baby,’ he said in such a monotone voice I thought for a minute I’d heard him wrong. ‘I don’t understand, we did everything right this time. We were so careful, I don’t understand,’ I said for the second time. ‘What happened?’ He couldn’t give me. I could see the worry in her eyes, the insecurity. I could see that she needed Amy to accept the Lawsens. I could see that she felt the years of pretending to be confident and secure crashing down around her all over again. She wasn't really so sure it was perfectly fine and acceptable, not in the deepest part of her heart. In the deepest part of her heart, there was a constant battle. I could see it now, clearly as I saw the tear threatening to spill from her eye. I loved her so much I wanted. She is moving down her sides and along the outside of her legs, then back up along the inside, just brushing over her pussy, moving on over her stomach and up to her breasts. Her breathing is coming more rapidly, and I can see her nipples hardening as she takes them between her fingers and rolls them back and forth. That probably feels pretty good, but now she is taking each nipple between two fingers and pinches them tightly. Judging from her reaction, she must like that a lot, too. That's.