Okay? That’s why I secretly invited Henry’s friend to follow us over to our hotel room tonight. Amateur porn And Jacob–or Jake, as we always called him–had definitely turned out to be the spitting image of his mother, albeit a male adolescent version of her. Comprende?”
“Now where was I?” Sally abruptly shifted her attention back to me, so that she could continue on with her story. And that made perfect sense to me, what with his wife bein’ dead and all. “In fact, I took my basal readings yesterday morning, and I’m positive that I just ovulated. I heard what you were telling Sally, about you wanting me to fuck her over and over again tonight. And by the way, that feels awesome.”
“Yeah, it sure does. Henry obviously only had one thing on his mind, and nothing was going to deter him from his “goal”. I mean, with your husband…you know…”
“Fucking you?” Sally interrupted, finishing Linda’s statement for her. “Yeah, but that still doesn’t make it right. You’re gettin’ my sperm, whether you want it, or not!” I screamed right back at Sally, just inches away from her face.
