Sarah Rae: The Girl, The Magic

Take estate jewelry; I believe they have a small part of the essence, of reality the woman who wore them that adds to their luminescence. All the good qualities, the love, and the joy shared of the woman babe who wore the jewelry to be passed on and shared.” I was thinking; ‘Mary is a woman after my own heart. She will treasure any gift I gave her, no matter how big, or how small.’ “How do you feel about motorcycles? Do you want to be my biker babe, and ride with the wind in your hair?” “Do you have a scoot?” She asked, “I assumed those days were behind you?” “Scoot? It sounds like you’ve ridden before?” “Not in years, I still have my license, though, and I’d love to be your biker babe.” THE TIME PASSED QUICKLY, and it was soon, Summer, our Summer of Love. There was no denying I loved Mary, or her me. I built her a curved redwood bench that went around the circumference of the elm tree for Missy’s grave, with a bronze plaque commemorating her friend and companion. We spent our nights together, taking turns, her house and then mine. Mary rode on the back of my Harley, day trips Big Boobs when the weather permitted, and loved walking my property, and our private picnics at the pond. We took my Harley and spent a Sunday morning in August at a mega-outdoor flea-market. It was going to be a scorcher that day, and we amateur planned to Brunette go swimming in the pond, followed by a picnic, a nap, or perhaps something other than a nap, ending with a nap. I had a surprise for Mary, that day for she delights in the little things I do for her. I trimmed the two largest weeping willow trees next to the pond to create a bower, and I installed a large rope hammock between the trees knowing how much she likes to cuddle, and me too. It would be our private retreat to catch a cool breeze and escape the summer heat. My climax started in my balls, shot through my pounding shaft and I filled her in a frenzy of long deep thrusts. It's the ultimate act of creation, and a portion of womanhood denied them. He grabbed the back of my head and looked me in the eyes as he pushed Big Boobs all the way into me. To my surprise, him pushing his cock into me felt soooo gooood! Rapture surged through my body. Did something change with us? I rammed into her again and again. “That was uncalled for.” Antoine asked, slightly uncomfortable under her gaze. Her panties were torn so he just put them in his pocket, she would have to go without underwear. about 9am tomorrow and prove it.. She did immediately. It jolted a bit with each release of pearly liquid. "Sorry kids, but I'm exhausted" Penelope said after dessert and rose to her feet. More photographs were taken and the teacher came and stood beside me and started playing with my pussy. I was just on the verge, just on the edge. I felt him lean down resting his cock against the crack of my ass, “and you will enjoy it too if you amateur practiced like I asked.” Then with a sudden pull my panties drop down pass my thighs to lay bunched up around my knees. If his tongue felt anything like hers did on my cunt, then she was in heaven. James touched a hand to her back; she was cold. She couldn't hide it - especially not from the intent captor leering at her from reality Brunette just above. He shot his load out into the air, sucking hard on the head in his own mouth. I had babe just ran the corner when the door opened. Words weren’t needed. I heard the cabin door close as Sarah and Sammy left. In fact, the very thought of such a thing filled Emily with horror and disgust, and she quickly pushed all thoughts of those things from her mind. Lucy’s legs got even wider apart and she eventually made it.