Jennifer walked into her parents' room and went straight to her father. She hugged him for a long minute and sat down next to him, holding his hand."S...rry," she said.His smile was warm and said everything that needed to be said. Then she looked over at her mother, who was watching interestedly, said, "Hi, Mom," and turned her attention back to her father.They talked quietly about whether there was anything they needed her to do about insurance matters. The hospital had called the company for. ”“Good.”“Fuck you,” She chuckled.“You are,” I said, closing my eyes and rotating my hips slowly, then started a slow rhythm.My wife licked her fingers, reached back and smeared more of her spit onto her asshole. She breathed in a steady, focused regularity. I could feel her fingers moving beneath my balls, she was rubbing her clitoris. Her sphincter began to relax. There was shit on my dick. I didn’t stop or wipe it off.“You’re dirty.” I said.“I’m sorry. I didn’t think we’d…” She hesitated and. More

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