"I can prove it." I stare up at the ceiling, unable to think properly. He pulls my chin towards him and kisses me. "You can feel my kiss," he says ont...o my lips. He kisses down to my neck and back up to my ear and sucks on my earlobe. I shudder in pleasure as his cold breath hits my ear. His hands trails down to my panties and sticks his hand inside, cupping my pussy with his hand. "You can feel my hand on your pussy," Wayne states, staring me in the eye. "And you can feel this," he says,. If you don't want that pretty belly of yours to get all swelled up you'd better skedaddle."Betty rolled over on top of him. "Ten is a nice even number," she said. She reached down between them and got him in her, sighing as he filled her. "I do love feeling you in me," she said, thrusting on top of him."I can think of a way you could have that feeling any time you wanted it," he said."You aren't supposed to use sex to get what you want," she panted, going for her orgasm, which was surprisingly. He raised himself up to one side as he continued to work his fingers into her wet pussy. Then he placed a shoulder against a meaty thigh and pushed. It was not hard to get her onto her back, because once she had felt him nudge her she had rolled onto her back of her own accord. That had been just as he knew she would. “Robert, I can’t,” she protested. It was weak. Her body motions were telling a different story. “Does your pussy still taste sweet, muffin?,” he questioned. “Does Steve eat. , the mother chided. She stepped in close to me and hesitated before bending over my knees. I helped he move her weight forward so her ass was presented to me perfectly and I placed my arm across her waist to hold her in place. My cock was, by this point, very hard in my pants and I could feel her firm stomach pressing against it. As I started rubbing my hand across her cheeks, I looked up and asked Same deal? Spank her until she is warm and red and then send pictures to her father for.