’ Why didn’t I marry this girl? She releases my thumb from her slick cunt, and I put my arm around her, stroking the side of her face. She turns... her head and takes my thumb in her mouth, sucking it, savoring her own taste. Her right hand is still working my cock, and when the first spurt comes, she covers the head with her hand (musn’t soil Mommy’s blanket!) and keeps rubbing it back down my shaft as I shoot hot jizz. She’s stroking my cock with my own cum, I feel it leaking between my balls,. It was a good car, a practical one with a trunk big enough to carry a week’s worth of camping equipment and a whole family, or risk the well-being of said family inside of it for that matter. That was by far the better use of it, Lauren thought as she slowly slid down and her back found the hard, but not uncomfortable floor.Lauren took her time undressing her, or rather it seemed as if he did to her hungry, impatient mind. In reality he was probably hurrying through it all, the buttons of her. We would often have Jacqi pull her wavy blond hair into two ponytails on each side of her head so she looked a little like a Spaniel. She was my "puppy". I would often have her scamper around as well and "bark" for me. We all loved this. In fact, when Jacqi opened the box with the collar, she wept tears of joy as Kitty then fastened it around her neck.Opening the front door, I called inside. From the bedroom, I heard calls of "In here!" and LOTS of giggling. There was an empty bottle of wine on. This would be a stressful day, in a very busy time of year, for Brad’s employer and Brad knew he needed to be on task or it could be very costly. The morning started out like a train wreck and Brad walked right by his secretary without saying, "Good Morning." She followed him into office closing the door behind her. She was not going to add cheer to his recently installed bitter mood. “Your wife left some paperwork a few minutes ago. Is there anything you need me to do before your first.