Let me Hardcore bear you a couple of daughters instead she babe had told him.What's so funny I asked her.There had to be a reason the Dark Queen reincarnated from her womb.Let's go have some fun.She’s smart and mature super passionate about it.He grabbed her hips and thrust hard back in her releasing another shriek.I crouch down, lifting one edge, and see it is loosely tacked at the edges with hooks fitting in large eyelets.She looked beautiful as all hell that night – she straightened her hair, wore tight black leggings with a t-shirt (not hiding her ass whatsoever), and smelled like lavender.It would take all day even with his speed.Ease up a little, better . granny . . He pointed to an envelope on the bureau. You were supposed to put that in your purse when you came in. Oh. I didn't know. I've never done this before, I admitted, but I babe Hardcore did as he said and took the money. It felt like I was crossing into a very cold place, but that lasted only a second. Well, you're very good. Can you stay the night? I had planned to. We talked a bit about his family -- wife and two teenage kids. She's granny ok in bed but not like you -- and about my sex life -- the married men I had been with.It came out that Matt was one of them. Oh I figured as much. I didn't tell them how it had started, with him seducing me when I was a virgin.Anyway, we crawled into bed and I found he was hard again. I stroked his mature balls with my fingers and slid down under the covers.