I would make her a concubine. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. I’m willing to try and love him like I love you.”
“Steve,” I whispered as the realization hit me. She tasted herself. My cunt drank it in. She shuddered, her moans whimpering into my mouth. I savored her licking and lapping at me. She looked at me, question in her eyes. Your wife, Linda. I couldn’t fight this any longer. It was a delight to experience. A delight to savor. They licked their lips in delight. I couldn’t figure out Sandalphon’s real name. Not when he used his own to help out everyone in our lives and our community. Her head tossed from side to side. “Oh, Daddy, she loves it,” panted Sam, breaking our kiss. This amazing, delicious, perfect passion that would see me explode. Her hand stroked down my chest. “If you want to be a concubine,” I told her, “then you’ll be loving Sam eventually. “Oh, yes, yes, worship me!” I howled. That wonderful, massaging cunt worked out every drop. I came again. She sucked with gentle delight. “Best teacher!” she moaned. There is no such thing, Accuser. She dug her fingers into my pillowy mounds, making me feel incredible. Cute freshmen to hot seniors. I typed: “Steve proposed to you?”
“Didn’t you know?” she texted back.
