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I just had to get to the front and stay there.TV: Yes ... you’ve had some collisions with lapped race cars.Abbie: Not that I’m accusing any one ..... but it seemed strange that it was always the same driver who wrecked me.TV: Ah yes, Not to name names but that particular driver has always been very vocal about women drivers and their inappropriateness out of the kitchen.Abbie had been scanning the spectators ... I watched her eyes pass over me and travel on ... and snap back.UhOh ... eye contact.. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked quietly."I... I guess. I don't know," I said, sort of stumbling over the words. I sat up on her bed, and leaned back against the wall."Here, have some soda." She handed me a half-empty can of Coke that I hadn't noticed before. I wiped the tears out of my eyes, took the can from her, and took a long drink. Cool liquid felt really good right about now."I... I -- It's about George," I said, exhaling deeply.Ann took a deep breath and settled back in her. Her grunting was getting louder and I knew what that meant!"Tell me you love my cock?" I stopped my movements - knowing the threats I had to use to get her to agree to say any such thing. She would never willingly say any bawdy comment - no matter how intimate we are at any given moment. At least, not without a little persuasion.The seconds tick by and mother tries to move her hips back to meet my dick - her attempts are useless of course. Without even her feet to help balance herself, she is. “Are you joshing me, love? There’s not a second that the idea of being fucked and taken by you has failed to excite and delight me. I am and always shall be your personal fuckmeat for life and I make no bones about it! Getting fucked hard like this ... arggggghhhh!” Pippa started getting breathless, as I slammed into her yet again, taking her good and hard.“Alright, wife, you asked for it, you got it!” I teased Pippa as I yanked her lovely blonde hair and rammed her even harder, driving deep.
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