. there were entirely too many "ifs!"After a while Carrie got up and went to the well-stocked bar by the window. She came back holding two glasses of ...sparkling burgundy. The liquid bubbled up frothily and Carrie felt herself forgetting some of her "ifs" as Ike sought to make himself more and more charming. Carrie brought the bottle over to the low table in front of the chaise where they were sitting, and before she realized it, it was empty. The same kind of camaraderie that they had shared. ... and not fuck hard ... because hurt her.I change my place ... and put my back on bed and she was in top ....she have the control ... and love it.Slowly, with nice move my dick was in her vulve , and she began squirz ... i feel that, and take her in my arm and my moves increase in power .... she star to squel like a c***d .... and tell me:you are in the right place ... nice and slowly please ... make me feel it more and more timei listen to her and she lead a control ... after 5 minutes she. ”As she had before, my wife took matters in hand, guiding my cock to Christine’s pussy. She slowly sank to her knees, set to tantalizing the doctor’s clit with one hand, and pushed my butt with the other.“Ah, yeah,” I groaned as my cock slid into Christine’s pussy.Jackie kept her hand on my ass, setting a median pace. “Just like that. Let her feel every inch of that cock.”“Mmm hmm. Stuff that pussy with that big cock, baby,” Christine agreed.My wife must have decided that I was keeping an. The blood seemed to have left my head, I was dizzy and I felt that my body was acting independently and in spite of my conscious will. My mind wanted to flee this place but was frustrated in advance. Something deeper animated me, something too powerful to thwart. I took off my boots, I undid the pigtails from my hair. I entered the bathroom quietly and looked at myself in the mirror; there I am, little Rachel Miles, still a schoolgirl. I watched myself as I removed my blouse and bra. I admired.