Brad didn’t even ask how much it was. “She’ll wear it out,” he said.Jasmine turned to him, a small pout on her face. “Not unless you put it ...on my finger,” she said.Brad felt a little stupid for what he was going to do, but he did it anyway. He turned to Jasmine’s surrogate father and said “George, may I have Jasmine’s hand in marriage? I promise to love her, and care for her and make her as happy as I can for as long as I live.”A flicker of surprise flashed in George’s eyes, but then he stuck. As she slid the magazine into the bag she said in a wistful tone, ‘You interested in this sort of thing then?’ Rick looked up at her and saw that she was not unattractive. She was in her early thirties about 5’8”, probably a size 14 and as he glanced over the counter could see was wearing a black skirt which went rather nicely with the white top. ‘I can’t deny it now, can I?’ he said with a grin, ‘But the closest I ever get these days is reading about it’ ‘Same here’ she said, looking directly. Her hips were moving up and down as she could not lay still and he then pushed his tongue up inside her. "Yes, fuck me" she screamed. And his tongue fucked her pussy as she coated him with her liquid.By now his cock was hard again so he was ready to fuck her showing no mercy for her tight cunt hole. He aimed his cock to her opening and began to push inside her. She was wet and warm and felt so good. As he got his whole shaft in her, he then began to move in and out. She loved this and soon he. ” She punched me in the chest. “Except that you fucked my best friend.” “I thought you were cool with that.” “I am,” she replied with a sigh. “What I’m not okay with is that you tried to hide it from me.” “Oh, I see. I’m sorry.” I leaned over her and kissed her again. She put her arms around me and kissed me back. I ran my hand over her t-shirt and gently rubbed her breasts. Her nipples were hard. I rubbed my palm across one then the other. They poked visibly underneath the shirt and she.