W/O her help this story would be less than half of what it is now. Thanks to her, this story is much more romantic and loving. Her hard work is sincer...ely appreciated. Thanks Sharon! From the man’s viewpoint: ‘Good night my love’, I said as I let go of her hand and watched as she closed the door. Standing there in the hallway, I wasn’t sure how she really felt about tonight. If only that phone call wouldn’t have rang like it did, when it did she might still be in my arms. We would still be. Wanted to see who was around." He noticed a flush spreading along her chest as she kept wiping her neck with the towel. Steve noticed how it kept dropping down, gently rubbing over the top of her large mounds. "I noticed your practicing- you looked good on that mat." Her hands were being drawn towards her tits as he made the feeling of pleasure wax and wane. It was obvious she didn't want to stroke herself in front of him, but the good feelings he was sending along her body were hard to. Kubby flexed his asscheeks, feeling all the frustrations he had built up over a lifetime, it seemed, suddenly surging forward with him into the warm wet flesh of the groaning white girl in front of him. He gasped aloud through the silence of the shabby, sparsely accoutered room as he felt the tight hot walls of her contracting cunt soothingly slipping over and then wetly enclosing the rock-hard length of his surging black cock.'Ooohhhhhh," she grunted beneath him as he surged into her, pushing. Mom hit the ignition precisely on time. The satellites went dark. 4.5 seconds from being home free, our ship shuddered, and Oxy’s console flashed. Oxy flew out of her seat and landed hard on the deck. Blood started to pool around her head. I was getting out of my seat to go to Oxy when a second glancing blow hit us. I was slammed back into my chair.Mom screamed at me, “Leave her and do your fucking job. Toast that fucker.” I recovered from my shock and sent a salvo of three micro rockets at the.