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Was it him? Was it the flirting? Was she into him? Could he go through with fucking... no it wasn't fucking, he deeply loved her. He stroked his cock harder and faster thinking of cumshot taking two fingers and slowly parting her pussy lips, leaning in and taking a deep breath of the sweet aroma, taking his other hand and tracing in around the dark red, moist skin, slowly pushing a finger into her. He leaned back as he felt the pressure build. He thought of her hands, both small hands wrapped around his shaft. At that moment he forgot they were his and blew a thick hot load of cum all over himself. He looked down and all he could think is I never want to cum for anyone else in my life except Chrysanthemum. He started to clean himself up and listed the places in his head he would rather have his cum be but decided to push it out of his head, telling himself it may never happen. He put himself back together and headed back to the living room. The Groupsex room had been hunting her for a few days now, the mess she knew was there, she felt as it disrespected the memory. She decided she would try, just try, that's all she could do. She gathered a bucket strip of water and an old rag and a hand broom and walked to the door. She thought of slowly opening the door and sneaking in after Jessy had been asleep for a while. She turned the knob. She had gotten the red lamp at a flea market when she was in college, Jessy hated it, but the red glow from the bottom glass section was one that had filled the room in many a romantic evening, and the upper half was Euro perfect for an oversized bulb. She slowly pushed the door open and stepped in. The glass was all over the floor and some was covered with blood. She slowly picked it all up. She felt the tears well up in her eyes. He had learned to love the dumb lamp. The upper part was brass and the lower section too, they were fine, Brunette but the red globe was in a hundred shatters. She gathered them and put them into the dustpan and started to wipe up her blood. She looked behind her and Nick was in the doorway. He pressed his face willingly now into her sex. He knew that 'masturbating' was same thing as 'jacking off, but he wanted to find out more about sex in general. It was jammed. Klink grins again. I felt them move from my Euro thigh to my calf, once there my natural response was to life my leg to step out of them. “How do you want me?” Tegan asked suggestively as she threw herself back on the bed, propped up on her elbows. Ronja and Maria slowed down their pace to try to get their clothes in order. "What did you do to her?" “I'm sorry, Master.” “We can't tell our children about how we met,” she says sleepily a smile flitting across her face. They walked away from the Brunette path and into a wooded glade where they found Groupsex a patch of cumshot dry grass to lie on. “I am your husband. "She doesn't know it. Twenty faced the water, ready to cut down any Arkadians brave enough to attack from that way. “President strip Demyan Ignatov caught me completely off-guard.” “Would you like to sit at the table?” John offered, sitting down across from the red roses and candy he had delivered for her, which she hadn’t acknowledged. Then she felt his hands on her butt cheeks pulling her body against his as the ferocity of his kisses increased. I didn't have the panties on, they would be visible through it and it would defeat the whole point of wearing these. Mom started sobbing but I could only think about totally degrading her. One of those big Ford ones that in the city I'd say the guy was overcompensating but out here...