"Emmmmm," she groaned as her squishy cunt welcomed my fat cock.She looked into my eyes and they were mixed with lust again. She face was contorted in ...cstasy and pain once again. What a mix?! Her mouth half open, her lips pink with saliva and pre-cum smeared around them. She was panting heavily. I gripped her ass tight and guided her up and down my cock. I felt her cunt juiced drip my cock and onto my balls. Warm and wet. "Gawd this feels good," I whispered. She was grinding her cunt slow and. The concession closed after intermission, so as soon as he finished cleaning up, he sat down by me, “So, what’s this about your daughters?”I told him about the girls I had living in my garage apartment. (see Part two) “Even as young as you are, if those two like you, they’ll fuck your brains out. By the time they get through emptying your balls, your dick will look like a Canadian night crawler… you know… those little fishin’ worms.”“You’re full of shit, Don. You don’t have any girls living at. The next spot could be reached by retracing his steps and taking a winding path, or pushing through bushes that might have brambles hidden in them. His alcohol sodden brain and hoary skin was past feeling pain from thorns, but the jacket and trousers had originally been good quality. It would be bad to damage them further.He took another swig. The tobacco craving overwhelmed any worries he had and he pushed through the trees and bushes. The last tree had a branch so solid it hurt even him to. The houses were quite posh and separate from each other, not like the row houses I was used to. This house had two floors and looked like a small hotel. Helen greeted me at the door. “I usually have a maid, but I gave her the evening off”, she said, apologizing for opening the door herself. I knew I was in another world.It was late fall and I wore a light coat. She took it and hung it near the entrance. There was a light in the living room and that’s where she had been waiting for me. The rest.
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