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I lay there for a time thinking about my mom and cousins. But my mind kept coming back to Connie. babe I decided I needed to see if I could get her alone and so we could pussy talk. I fell asleep and woke some time later to see the silhouette of someone standing big next to my bed. “Who’s there?” I said tits sitting up, startled. From the darkness I heard Connie’s voice say,”Just someone who wants to continue something that was started a long time ago.” “Connie?”I said,”Is that....” I felt her hand touch my mouth as she said,”Stop. Don’t say anything.” I watched as she pulled her clothes off, then she lifted the covers and slipped into the bed next to me. She grabbed me and pulled me to her, then kissed me hard on the mouth. I was instantly hard as I felt her naked body against me, felt her tongue snaking into my mouth. She pulled back and whispered,”So would you like to continue what we started back Brunette than?” “Absolutely!”I said, then said,”I thought you were angry with me the way you acted tonight.” “I didn’t talk to you,” She said,”because I was afraid of what I might say. I wanted to ask you to fuck me right then. And I didn’t hug you because I desperately wanted to rub myself against your crotch!” “So what’s stopping you?” I ask with a chuckle. Megan screamed as I first entered her, allowing her a few seconds graciously before thrusting back inside her again and again. Although not gone, the pain was starting to subside big from the caressing her hand was doing on the inside of her womb. "Through here to the kitchen-dining tits room. It’s like an aggression urging me to react: reach out, grasp, take. For the next few days, I would fade in and out of consciousness. He licked his thumb and rubbed babe it all over her hole and then slowly inserted his meat into her. Neil shot me a look that said, "Wow!" One of the guys came over to me. “You okay?” he asked, seeing that pussy I was almost completely out of it. She watched intently. We were all still full from our Thanksgiving feast, so Uncle Harry put some water on for hot chocolate. Lewis and Dylan took us to the quiet part of the pub then lifted us up and sat us on the deserted end of the bar. She agreed, with a smile. After replacing the phaser, she returned to the interior of the shuttlecraft and rummaged about, organising what worked Brunette and tossing what didn't work out the hatchway.