.fucking (thrust)…….Love(thrust)…….him(thrust)….No, no , noooooo I don’t , I don’t love him I don’t love my husband………. (thrust)... good just remember Shelley you belong to me now you have a new fucking man and who’s that bitch. It you its you mike you’re my man you’re my master not tony you my darling. Good I started to increase my pace as I fucked Shelley on her marriage bed. I leant in close to her and whispered in her ear. Get ready Shelley im going to knock you up, hear me im going to fuck a. When she had been successful and removed her hand the emptiness was immediately filled by Marilyn's hand.None of the boys benefited however and Henrietta supped on that sweet cream herself, an action Margaret had contemplated but never carried out herself. She supposed now was the time.As Marilyn departed the scene Margaret scooped up some of the juices as well and, rather than applying them to her clit as Marilyn had done before taking enough away to try, she raised her fingers to her. .Fuck me harder..." Her head fell back and her spine arched. She felt Kevin lean forward, sliding his hand under her shirt and sports bra to massage her tiny breasts while his hips propelled themselves forward in deep, forceful thrusts."You feel amazing Anne...you're so sexy..." Kevin grunted.The deep throbbing was so intense now she couldn't even form the thoughts, let along the words to rebuff his 'sexy' comment. Instead she sat up and wrapped her arms around Kevin's neck, locking him into. I waited for a moment, but there was no response.I got a little louder, “Zach?” Still there was no response. I placed my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. It had perfect rhythm, with a hint of strength. There was no greater sound in the world, than listening to my brother’s heart beat. The sound of life in the greatest guy I know. My own heart began to flutter and tingle as I kissed his t-shirt covered chest.I ran my hand up his shirt and touched his hard abs. As I played with.