As he whisks the eggs, he’ll flex the muscles of his forearm. He’ll talk to me about baseball or the stock market, but he’ll speak slowly and us... his husky, morning voice, the one that makes me press my thighs together and shiver. He’ll look over at me just before putting the egg mixture into the frying pan and say something funny. He won’t laugh aloud, because he never does, but he will smile. A jolt of a smile that touches me to my core. I’ll inch forward from my seat atop the counter and. It was so warm and so wet, and he had such a tight grip on the back of her head that he began to fuck her mouth with abandon. Her jaw was forced so wide by his girth that he knew there was no way she could bite him. She was gagging, spasming delightfully around his cock, and tears were streaming down her face. She tried very briefly to struggle, squealing and sobbing around his cock, but he backhanded her until she stopped fighting. With her pacified, he fucked harder and deeper, until he. More

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