For years I waited for that one simple word, to feel that you wanted me. Though, did I ever get it? NO! Let’s see if I can refresh your fetid, putri... excuse of a memory. I’m sorry, though you aren’t my son thanks. I wish I had a son like you. What a great son you’d make. If I had a son, I’d want him to be like you.” Art growled at the man his hatred flowing from him like a wave of energy.“I don’t...” the man started.“SHUT UP! I am through listening to you. I’m through being hurt, ignored and. I pulled the label out of her bra and saw they were 36C. I tugged at the front clasp, fumbling a bit until it came off. I cut the straps and again tossed it to the side.She struggled, obviously trying to cover up as she begged me to stop. I lent down and started kissing her jaw, moving slowly down her neck and chest. He skin was wonderfully smooth and had no blemishes. She had a thin layer of sweat from her struggling, and her breasts were wobbling about. finally, i kissed the top of her. More

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