As the moments passed, he rhythmically moved his penis back and forth. The slight initial pain was now shadowed by the pleasure I was receiving. He ...removed his penis from me and helped me to the floor, on my back facing him. He held my legs up and they rested on his shoulders. He inserted himself in me again and continued fucking me while stroking my penis. He started slowly but realizing I could take it, went faster and faster. He was fucking me and jerking me off at the same speed. . But the drawing doesn't show the sub-basement Mrs. Madison mentioned in the interview. I'm a little confused by her description of the area..."Jeff thought for a moment, bringing Jill's memory of the area to the fore. "The wall in the den that's farthest from the stairs — the whole wall — slides four feet to the right. There's a door behind the exposed section. Ingles has the key on the same ring with his car and house keys. The wall is thick and heavily insulated. Its door opens onto a set of. I knew he selected just for me. Or, did he have your mother choose them, as he had me shop for gifts from Edward to her? Charlotte was always kind when we met and interested in my life. I think she felt sorry for me as I was never married. I always wonder if Charlotte had known what I was doing how she would have reacted. It is so nice, in a way, now knowing Charlotte was aware of what was going. And still, be so kind and nice to me.Grace winds down her story, and it takes Emma a moment. I wanted him to inseminate me; to fertilize me with his thick, potent seed and breed me.“Ohhhh,” I moaned as he plunged impossibly deep into me and grinded his hips against my bald pussy lips; circling his hips as his busy hands groped and fondled my breasts. His hands moved to find mine and he pinned them above my head as he kissed me with a sense of urgency.“Mmmmm,” I cooed, as our lips smacked together.He lifted up his hips and slowly dragged every inch of himself out of my wet, swollen.