I was, alone."Tears still were welling up into her eyes as she lifted her head off of his shoulder, her body still vibrating from the brutal pain from... her mother's betrayal. She had held in the pain, tucked away into a corner of her mind but, Bob's kindness was the key that let it come flooding out.There were no external scars from the verbal abuse her mother had descended upon her since her father's death. The emotional scars would take a long time to heal. Sharing her pain with another. Now I was ready to enter her, but I didn’t have any condom, so asked, to which she said that she can’t conceive kids as she has some problem in her womb,So finally I was gonna fuck my angel that too without protection and couldn’t thank god enough for it..I looked into her eyes and penetrated her in missionary position, she was tight but the lubrication was enough for me enter fully, she moaned and shouted, its big.. Yes abhi omg..I started making slow movements and then proceeded to being. “Oh, yes! Squeeze it for me!” Emma was surprised to hear herself say. “Keep twisting! it’s making my pussy leak!” “I’m leaking too, bitch!” Peters grunted, shoving his meat in again. “Take all this precum down your gullet.” “The whore is wet!” Brian called. He’d just shoved a hand down her panties. Pussy cream coated the entire crotch. Emma’s eyes popped open and her body gave a jol as the assistant’s middle finger slipped up her asshole. Her face was a mess, her big eyes were red and full of. "So do you like my blouse?" she asked."Are you kidding? You tits were driving me crazy all night," Jerome answered. He reached up and began to unbutton the blouse. "Now I want to see them in the flesh," he laughed. When he had the blouse opened, he pushed it aside and bared her large tits. "Gorgeous," he gasped as he lifted one large orb to his lips."Mmmmm," Sandra moaned as she held his head to her now heaving chest. She let him suck one nipple before pulling it away and letting him have the.