Why do you think she's yours? Where's the mother? Who is she anyway?" Sharon carried Carla over to the couch and laid her down on the changing pad. "B...ing the garbage bin from the kitchen," she ordered, unfastening the soiled diaper. Carla cooed happily, unconcerned that someone she had just met was about to change her. She and Sharon sure seemed to have hit it off.When I got back from the kitchen, and while Sharon changed Carla's diaper, I began the story of me and Lauren. I didn't want to. I am a whore. I am a filthy married slut.” Malcolm leant over and kissed her again. “You sure Sandra,” he said, “you sure that you are a filthy slut and filthy whore?” He asked her as fingers plunged deeper inside her. “Please...please...please Malcolm,” she cried out, “fuck me. I need fucking...please...please.” Malcolm climbed between her thighs and lifted her legs up until they rested on his shoulders. He pressed his manhood forward until he found her opening and thrust hard and fast. “Don’t worry,I also feel the same way about kids.I might do some free lance journalism, take up some NGO causes,write some novels,articles…I won’t be idle, but I won’t work 9 to 5, I will be there for kids.Is it ok?” She smiled. I was so overjoyed, I could not resist lifting her from seat,hugging and kissing her. She also hugged me and returned the kiss. After few minutes of horny kissing and fondling she pushed me.“Now, better behave.My dad carries a gun at home” she warned me. I laughed.“He. I have never had my woman prepared for me by another man, was never my thing.There was such ambivalence for me in the sensation of a spunk sodden cunt gripping my cock; a visceral delight beyond comprehension, yet underscored with icky revulsion. And even though Alice was lubricated to saturation, I could still sense her cunt's tightness as it closed about my cock, the welcoming clutch of its walls as her tissues melded with mine. It was as if my flesh were becoming her flesh.I would make her.
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