An hour? Hentai you can invite her into bed with us, or not, as often as you like. What I want is for what we did in there to be for just you and me, like we agreed.” I thought about it a moment. “Is that a yes?” she murmured, barely able to get the words out around my kiss. “Shhh…” she murmured comfortingly, softly kissing the tears from my cheek. I thought I’d been imagining at first; the bloated, stretched feeling in my belly, the way Isla seemed to be developing a little bump. “Maybe it’d be different if you actually wanted to do it for your own sake,” I told her, shaking my head. It was already late, so I was just making my easy-peasy spaghetti; I knew it was still one of her favourites, despite how quick and simple it was to
