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The garden was beautiful, she’d put so much work into it. It flowed from one plant, one tree, to the next. Blues, purples, pinks, greens. Serenity abounded. ‘It’s a lovely garden,’ a voice whispered behind me. I spun around, the unexpected sight of him blocking all thoughts. I hadn’t seen him for years. In my mind I’d believed he’d left or died. Seeing him now simply disarmed me. ‘You do recognise me then,’ he commented. ‘Come in, we have much to discuss.’ He took my hand, walking with me. He is human, and it indicated he was indeed, Family.”It was his work, and the input from the two girls, Nicky and Wind Song, that would be required for you to return.Just what had Nicky and Wind Song have to do with it? I asked myself.“Don’t ask me how or why it worked out that way. You’re the Physicist in the family, not I. Let’s just say I believed him and did as he asked. He told me that even with his help, it was no sure thing you would return. He wasn’t even sure at that point, what would. Despite the heaviness of his weight, she worked herhips in the same rigorous tempo of his jack hammering strokes. Up anddown, she hunched, arching her back to meet each slamming thrust ofhis thick hard cock, and then dropping her ass to the bed as he jerkedout. His hands were moving on her. She could feel them through thelust-haze cloud that suffused through her body. They were movingdownward, from her hips, caressing her thighs. Now, they were slidingbehind her knees. Abruptly, her legs were. “You know what I want she said” just before shoving her tongue in my mouth. I start walking towards the sofa and fall back into it with her still on me making out. After a few minutes she stops and removes the bathrobe so she was there naked still shaven as before. I don’t know what it was but she looked even more hotter than before, maybe it was the water droplets that where still on her but I just wanted to fuck that mature pussy raw.She got on her knees and unzipped my jeans and pulled down.
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