I much prefer the present.”She didn’t say anything about the future, Luke noted as Kathryn broke contact to rinse their cups in the lake and stow...them (and a plastic bag stuffed with well-used tissues) in her bag. Though maybe that’s part of how she deals with her past.“Hey stud, what’s up? Did you nail your dream girl yet?”Luke chuckled into his phone, relieved to be having a lighthearted conversation free of incalculable pain, wondering if that was why he’d made this call in the first place.. I still had the camera and continued to film my wife’sbackside and my cock was rock hard again. I figured whynot take advantage of the situation and I placed thecamera on a bench so it was still aimed at Allison andI dropped my pants and mounted her myself. Her pussywas so wet and all of that hot dog cum acted as lubeand her pussy had never felt better. Allison was yelling at me, telling me to stop but Ijust ignored her, she certainly couldn’t do anythingabout it and I didn’t. I could have cum right there and then, simply by looking at her. Thankfully I didn’t.After about half a minute of me staring at her while she was standing at the foot of the bed, she moved towards me and pulled the towel off my waist. She wrapped the fingers of her right hand around my throbbing dick and started stroking it. Slowly, up and down, up and down. Then she took my cock into her mouth and gave me an incredible blowjob. I laid my head down on the bed and closed my eyes. Partly because. This was a young one, its mind still somewhat curious about other life forms, the origins of the universe and the trail scent from the slightly older (They have males and females in their society? Which one is this?) that lived a few dwellings away.She could see the architecture outside, as viewed in the mind of a half-grown child – wide and spacious and filled with places to explore. The station segments were square for the most part and all painted in exactly the same dull shade of brown. A.
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