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“I did mention surprises. I bought you six pair of the thick merino wool socks you like to wear, and some for me. I found a luxurious, virgin wool scarlet red Mackinaw coat with a detachable hood. It was on sale, 40% off.” “Anything else, Bunny?” he asked, “Those are very reasonable purchases. What you need now are soft woolen mittens; woolen mittens for my little Bunny kitten.” “Very cute. You can take me shopping tomorrow to buy warm wool mittens for your little Bunny kitten. I still need a winter hat and scarf. Red and green are Christmas colors, and I’m thinking green. Cashmere is soft, and you can buy them too keep me toasty warm if I get caught in a snowstorm.” “Are we negotiating, he?” He asked, kissing and nuzzling her neck. “Of course we are, dimples because that is what reasonable people do. I bought two pairs of Sorel Pac boots with second wool felt liner for each. One pair is for you.” They had a cozy romantic dinner, and after John held her close, and they danced to soft, slow, music in the kitchen until Rachel took his hand and they went to their bedroom, and her first adventure there. John sat on the bed, while Rachael slowly undressed for him, dropping each article of clothing on the floor at her feet until she was naked before him. She left her hair up for John to take down. He stood up and walked to her, and she turned facing away to watch them in the mirror on interracial the bedroom door as he took the pins from her hair, one by one and dropped big them on the floor. Rachel’s hair was now touching her shoulder. She turned to face him and shook her head, her hair partially covering her face; Rachael closed her eyes. Her hands went to the collar of his flannel shirt, and she started unbuttoning the second button from the top, stopping to unbuckle his thick tits leather belt so that she could pull his shirt out of his blue jeans. She wondered how big his hard cock was. John could smell her musky arousal enhanced by her perfume, and it was driving him wild with desire for her, but he was holding back, knowing it would be worth the wait for the gift she was giving him. Eyes still closed, Rachel took John’s face in her small hands and traced his face and with her fingers. She ran her hands down his bare hard chest to touch the hard ropey muscles on his arms, back, and chest. John took his shirt off and dropped it to the floor so that she could continue; he wanted her so bad. She continued kissing him, working his way down his hard chest, stopping near his heart and kissed the pucker marks where the bullets passed through that could have ended his life. She continued to his flat, washboard stomach caressing him with her little hands until she was kneeling. She unbuttoned the single embossed copper button of his blue jeans and then unzipped lisa them, pulling them down around his ankles for him to step out of which left only his boxers. They were bulging in front where his hard cock pressed against them trying to escape. She squeezed his firm ass through the fabric and then ran her hands down his muscular legs before pulling down his boxers to his ankles, and John stepped out of them. John helped her to her feet, and closed his eyes, pushing her hair away from her face. He took her face in his hands and kissed her lips long and deep, caressing her tongue with his. He put his hands underneath her hair at the back of her nape, let his finger follow the shape of her head and face while kissing her lips again the same, sighing with contentment. John kissed Rachel’s forehead, her cheeks and ears, and neck; behind her ears: everywhere and she was tingling all over thinking about of all that she had been missing as a virgin. He was kissing her as if she were the most precious thing in the cosmos, because anal to him, she was. He worked his way down her neck and shoulders, kissing, but lingered at the base of her throat; taking in the scent of her perfume that she put there for him. He gently turned her to face the mirror and stood behind her. John’s hands and fingers were everywhere touching probing lingering while kissing her MILF neck, face, and shoulders. I continued lowering myself into her, her fluids eased the way and her warmth engulfed me. Her legs came around my tits ass, gripping me so tight that I could barely move. She would never see Cindy as the cousin she'd always been. She started rocking interracial back and forth to my rhythms, pushing her pussy down a little further. She giggles as she sees me trying to adjust my dick in my pants as she opened the door. He didn’t want me to wear knickers ever again. Mindy stood naked MILF in front of big the three women. ”It’s so soft and yet so hard. I was pinching the head of my cock with the other hand and took a few long, deep breaths to get control. “Well don’t test it on me. Last thing I want is to be drooling over a guy like you!” Sucking his cock is not a chore for me; it’s a passion, a lustful desire. Unbidden, his anger at her boiled over. I felt soooo bad for her!! Even though I wouldn't kiss them, until after they'd showered and brushed their teeth thoroughly, I still did not like the idea of kissing my girls after they had just cleaned a cock and asshole that had just been used, enema or no enema. He even did lisa it to friends. We need to talk about my cock for a moment. TV and pushed a tape into the VCR, then pressed the Sam could feel the red hot anger that was boiling in him. Sandy still had a death grip on my dick and despite the fact that I had just cum a few minutes earlier, damned if my penis didn’t shoot out some more cum. With a wail of denial, its body had smothered her and she renewed her frenzied strikes on its body even as those tendrils pushed under her shirt and into the hem of her pants. I savored the light, tart musk of the girl. Cal settled back, sipping his coffee, “Yes dear.” Cal said. Her mouth moved, but I didn't hear a word. “Oh come now, you didn’t think I didn’t need some of my own gratification. What were you thinking of?" “Not a problem,” she replied with a smile and a shrug. talking to you as you do this is making me crazy. I would have said “None taken,” but that would have been a lie. “Help me!” the girl cried out weakly, looking for anal some reason at me. I guess she had concluded that Foster was the real bad guy and that I was her last hope. Slowly he worked his hands to the center of her back until they were no longer touching the fabric of her dress and touched her bare skin. She pressed her index finger, which was thoroughly coated in lubricant, into her sister’s ass. She asked me if I was really ok with this. I closed my eyes, took deep breaths, and Tony fucked my ass for about 10 minutes. I kissed down her neck and shoulders, with the ultimate prize of sucking on one of those small, taut nipples. “Ooooo, just thinking about it has you hard, huh?” Amelia rubbed her engorged clit as her brother plastered her ass with his cum. I hear the distinct sound of her breathing changing. I turned and started very slowly to walk down the hall, as I did that The dog came racing up the stairs. She kissed Hunter first, running her hands through his jet black hair as she felt Joe move behind her, rubbing her waist.