I am sorrier than I can say that I hurt you and took Anna away from you – the child you loved much more than her father ever did – and she loved y...ou. How she cried after I forced you to leave.Michal was never really her father, he was just smooth-talking man who impregnated a young woman who fell for his lines and false promises, and then left.Then you came and, like a knight on a white horse, you saved me. Your tenderness and your love enabled me to become the woman and mother I wanted to be –. As she came i felt her pussy juices flowing over my fingers.As her orgasm subsided she released my finger and i withdrew it from her pussy.It was covered in sticky juices and she told me to lick them off.When i had done this i told her to meet me outside at the smokers shelter.I walked outside to the shelter and she joined me a few minutes later.I by now had a very stiff cock which she released from my trousers.She then turned with her back to me,lifted up her skirt and spreading her arse. Very nice.’ He started to walk over towards her, when Ron grabbed hold of his arm, stopping him in his tracks. ‘Whoa. Hold on their buddy. First things first. Don’t you have something for me?’ Ron said in a business manner. The man in the suit reached into his pocket and pulled out a manila envelope. He handed it to the cop, who quickly opened it and scanned its content. He nodded his head, satisfied with what he was given, and let go of the man in the suit. The man in the suit unbuttoned his. At 16, she was old enough to know better, but didn’t care. Today he let her stay home from school because they were up so late the night before. She was still sore and wanted him to rub it, make it feel good. She shifted on the couch, where she was sitting in the living room, and crossed, then un-crossed her legs. The tingling sensation that had been building grew, and made the soreness hurt more. She liked it, though. Lola reached across the couch to the other cushion and checked her phone.