What I got washugs and compliments that I had legs to die for, had perfected walkingin heels, looked beautiful, radiant, and happy. I started to tear... andSis said stop- it will ruin your mascara. We went inside holding handswith Robert following behind us - inside I finally introduced him andthe two of them started his grilling. He handled then with ease - andthen questions turned to me as Robert was sent to fix us three womensome lemonade. Was I already on hormones? If not why do my legs. Lunging forward in one last thrust, he buried his dick deep in her throat and held it there. It started to spasm as her tender mouth throbbed around his hardness. His cum splashed against her tonsils and filled her mouth to overflowing, the cum dripping down over her chin and breasts. When he was spent, she slunked back down on the floor, laying on her back and massaging the spilled cum into her naked breasts. He stood over her, drying his glistening cock with a towel. "Wow! You're one nasty. “I love you, sweet Jill, my heart, my soulmate, my one and only,” his voice resonated from my lips to my chest, to my deepest depths. Echoing his love to every edge of my mind and body and making an imprint that I would never question, never forget, never doubt again.I touched his face with my hands, trying to send that same undeniable, unconditional, and unequivocal love as static electricity out through my fingertips and my longing gaze. “I love you, too, Michael. You are the man of my. Y-y-es!...Yes, Mr. Black!" she gasped, and quickly put her head back down on her arm and cried.I gave her a few moments, then said, "Miss Santiago!" She raised her face to mine again, her face red and tearful. I rose and grabbed a tissue from her desk, then crouched down and gently wiped her face and held it to her nose, saying, "Blow." When she had done so I tossed it aside. Then I knelt down and kissed her gently on the lips.Then I returned to my crouching position and said, "So, you've.