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“Should there be something else?” she asked, looking into his warm blue eyes; and noticing he was smiling with his precious dimples showing. “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 Hardcore 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 teen her neck. “Of course we are, dimples because that is what reasonable Brunette 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 amateur 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 the bedroom door as he took the pins from her hair, one by one and dropped 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 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 indian 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 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 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. Yeah, it’s a brave new world in there with those Mac graphics.” Bell amateur holds on to me. We both pull the handle, and the door flies off at some ridiculous speed. they're selling guns for stolen credit cards, doing coke or fucking some of The heat swelled in me. My girlfriend's mother devoured my asshole. Meanwhile, my fist was traveling up and down my cock, stroking it hard enough that precum was already dripping off my now, purple head. Please give me feedback as this Hardcore is my first story on this site, so any and all feedback would be greatly appreciated. “Hmmm,” she said aloud, looking him over. He said. "You like this baby?" "Okay" Henry said, then wrapped his arms around his Brunette daughter and pulled her into him, hugging her tightly as she broke down crying in his arms. Balance was an issue as she swung a bit, but eventually, she managed to guide me into her wanting snatch. "I need your help," he said without turning to face her. I had to sit up with my feet still on the bench facing her for there to be enough room for them. She was at the mercy of the men around her. teen “So you’ve already found that out, have you?” It was like several others in the complex and built that way by the Sully Brothers as designed. “Yes, Sir, crave is a very good word for it. My AF increased a few numbers. They were pillowy and soft. "Yes Ms. Simon", sobbed the teacher. “Jesus Jake I__” she put her hand on my hand, which was shaking a little and stood up. After a short break, the girls decided on a little 69 action, between them, and then let us join in. Same indian partners as we just had, Angie and Tom, and me and Cathy. “Would you be joining Ma’am?” At least, it seemed to Chasni as if she were having puppies, when she managed to push three healthy babies out of her uterus, one right after another. "Well excuse me, Miss Priss! He told me that he'd seen it all now. She will have her cunt and ass filled with a dildo and plug. Meanwhile, Leon walked over to where Katya hung upended, keening with frustration.