Bridget managed to stand up as well and moved toward him still angry overthe attempted rape. As soon as Bridget was close enough Bob took a wildand u...coordinated swing at her.Bridget may have been a girl but her body's muscle memory took over. Herhand came up and she blocked the hay-maker and landed a solid upper-cutto Bob's chin laying him out.How did I do that? Bridget thought to herself.Bridget paused and looked at the powerful male hand extending from herthick muscular arm."Oh, shit," she. There is no stopping until I’m done with you. My whole cock is going to go in; all the way in. Once a real man gets inside, he’s not coming out until you’ve been thoroughly fucked and filled.” And with that, he slowly worked the rest of his big dick in while Lynda grunted and groaned. When his balls rested against my wife’s ass, he began rutting, slowly at first, with long full-length insertions followed by rapid power strokes. His pelvis slammed against hers with an audible slap every time he. Placing both hands on top of each other, she slid them down my shaft. The sensation took my breath away. Her mouth was warm and tight as her lips slid over the tip of my cock. Taking her time, she placed her tongue on every inch of my mushroom head. Moving her hands away, she took the entire length of my rod inside her mouth. Pulling it out of her mouth, she lightly drug her teeth along my shaft. Reaching the head she tightened her lips, causing a “popping” sound as. "I could say the same about you ... Miss Goodhead, but I won't."Introductions were made, and there were several. The mansion residents consisted of Samantha, Tom's girlfriend—a pretty California blonde true, but the ring in her nose and the stud in her tongue and indentations of her blouse in the vicinity of nipples suggested something less tame than that—and the raven haired and pale and petite and cute Megan, the owner of the haunted mansion, who outdid Samantha in the piercing department by.