I slowly move my cock a little inside you, while taking good care of your clit. You can feel my fast heartbeat beneath you, and I feel yours holding m...y hand on your chest. Gasping again you say "uh uuuh fuck I'm gonna cum again, you are so good at this babe". I keep rubbing your clit, and you cum. I hold you down against me.. I can feel my load of sperm pressing to get released now. Its a matter of mins before I can't hold it in.. the feeling of you cumming right there in top of me is the most. I've still got another one in me." She laughed and asked him how many times they'd fucked. He said he couldn't remember for sure but he thought he'd cum at least five times so far. The other guy piped in that this was going to be his fourth time. She laughed saying "that's enough for anyone" and told the guy to hurry up cuz she needed to shower and take a nap. I heard the other guy get started. I peeked in and she was still on her back, legs spread wide, knees up, the guy banging away. It took. Ugh not something I have any money to fix right now and I certainly don’t want to tell USAA so my rates go up. Pity party for Jen I know. Help a mother out :)I tried to drive Thursday and Friday for Uber however my butt was killing me from the fall and it was nothing but irritating to steer left just to make the care go straight. So i took the days off even though I could use the money even more now to get the car fixed. My elderly neighbor is telling me I likely bent a tie rod, whatever that. ’ I don’t really recall a single incident or even a chain of events that could have caused this, but as I moved into my nineteenth year and my sexual activity increased so I found myself thinking more about my dad. This coincided with my hate for my mother increasing as I watched her demeaning my father by always going out and even in my presence telling him to mind his own business when he asked where she was going. I had no idea whether these issues were connected, psychology isn’t on the.