Tifa slid the package in front of her and untied the bow. Tifa never noticed that it was made of leather because of the gloves she wore. She carefully... opened the box. Inside on a bed of blue velvet was a slightly glowing, oval, pink stone. Tifa recognized it immediately as a Materia, though she didn't recognize the type. She picked it up, noticing that it had been attached to a leather strap with a silver buckle. It was a choker.With a shrug she brushed back her hair and put it on. She had a. Fred knelt in front of him and started to finger himself with three fingers hard and fast until George call time. Instead of standing up again Fred crawled over to Neville who had recovered and was sitting up again. When Fred was ready Neville slid two fingers in but realized that Fred was already pretty spread out so he slid another finger in and slowly searched for that spot that would make Fred feel really good. When he thought he had found it he jammed his fingers in and hit that spot hard.. "I've loved being knocked up, baby," Beverly said. "And as soon as I have this baby, I want you to make me that way again, Philip, OK?" Beverly said as she stood there next to his desk, her hand gently rubbing across her large belly. "But for now, Philip, I've got a sexual itch that needs scratching and I figured maybe the father of my baby could take care of that itch for me?"Beverly came towards Philip and she pulled over a nearby chair and sat in it as she reached into his crotch, quickly. Glorious and cleansing of mind as well as body. Most of my pain and soreness was soaked away.I didn't want to eat in for supper, so the kitchen graciously packed me a more than generous picnic basket at my request. My thought was to drive out to Lake Springfield for a lazy, late afternoon or early evening of relaxation and then start the Lincoln sites touring on the morrow.The afternoon was mildly hot, so I had the windows down. I listened to Swifty's throaty gurgle out her pipes with immense.