So when she said, "This isn't about cock size, this is about love" she caught my attention."What I have been doing is wrong, but I can't help it. I'm ...addicted to Alan's cock. I'm so addicted that I do almost everything he tells me to do just so I can keep him fucking me. But I don't love Alan - he is an obnoxious asshole and except for when he's fucking me I can barely stand him. I love you and I've never loved anyone else but you. I love being married to you and I love the way you love me and. He had taken a few steps onto the parking lot when he turned to see a large, silver truck coming his way. He paused, watching as it as it approached. He kept expecting it to slow, or stop with him right in its path, but it just kept bearing down on him. The driver was invisible between the glare and the tinted windows. Tensing, he took two quick, leaping steps backward and shouted, ‘Hey!’ Alan was able to catch a flash of long, blonde hair as the driver’s head whipped around, and the truck. It is not a good move for the whole of North America. I urge you to reconsider, there are a number of ways we can control this border without the need for a wall." Javier said a little more confidently."Well let me give you some cold hard facts Javier," Trump's tone went cold."We have an immigration nightmare. We cannot sustain the amount of people we have already let alone the flood of people coming over the border. This is the first step in making America American again."Javier rolled his. Ana started a lovely slow stroke into me and reached round to pump my straining cock.After five minutes, my hardened dick started to spew my spunk over her hand and onto the bed sheets. Anita kept pumping my asshole and milking the last drops of seed from my cock.We both collapsed laughing into a heap onto the bed.She removed her strap on from my stretched asshole and I started to stroke her sodden pussy. Ana smiled with an evil grin and told me it was her turn now; she begged me to go and.