”“Did you ever fake it with me?”“No, but once or twice, I didn’t cum off, but that’s all right.”UGGAHH, she cried as I pushed my shaft a... little deeper up her ass. UH, UGG, UG, she was getting it deeper then she wanted it. I thought if I took it really slow, I could get her to like it. She was getting too hot."I love the naughty things you make me do. I love the way you make me performed for you. I love everything you do to me. You could fuck be in the ass, or cunt, you could cum on my face, you. ”Jean stared at his wife, with his rage barely under control. “How can you ask me to not seek vengeance? He raped you, and he will pay. I swear to God, I shall have justice!”“There will be no justice for us in Argentan!” Marguerite argued. “If you go there and accuse Le Gris, they will destroy you. What Le Gris did to me was horrible, but losing you would make it far worse. I cannot live without you.”Jean paced the room nervously. He was filled with a need to do damage to Le Gris and anyone. Don't make me have to spank that pretty ass of yours before I fuck it, the next time we're together!" You wish!" she laughed. "What is it with you and my ass?" It's one of the finest I've ever seen, in either life," I told her."Besides ... it's your fantasy, not mine," I reminded her."Oh!" Bye, Anna. I do love you," I told herI felt her absent minded 'goodbye' as her mind drifted for a moment, to the fantasy I had referred to. I looked again at the back of my left wrist."Oh, well. I might as. Greenburg interrupted and asked abruptly, “So where is this timeline and the plans you keep talking about?”With a sigh at his tone, I took Anna’s hand, and with an equally curt, “Follow me,” led the Greenburgs around behind the shelves to the RV and trailer.Mrs. Greenburg was clearly curious about the trailer and RV but apparently decided not to encourage her husband’s ire any further and simply followed us to the door of the RV. Anna opened the door, and flipped the breakers for the power,.