She lay back as he crawled up between her outstretched legs and buried his cock deep within her already sopping-wet pussy. She lost count of the numbe... of orgasms she experienced that night; all she knew was that she had been fucked, long and hard, until her lover could no longer respond. They passed out in each other's arms, completely sated.Gail's eyes flew open. The sound of birds chirping filled the air and the light from the early morning sun bathed the interior of the sleeper in a warm. Recriminations swiftly put on hold. All the while theywere being distracted by enforced mannerisms and unexpected reactions.It all became too much for Cindi and she headed exhausted off to bed.College the next day was daunting. Cindi waved goodbye to Eleanor andwalked up to the bus stop. It was a short trip that Cindi spent lookingbroodingly out the window. She had found herself washing and styling herhair in to a long wave. Her body was silky smooth and moisturised. Shehad applied make-up. Usually that would have turned me on, but I realized that in spite of the noise outside I could clearly hear what she was doing inside her stall. So I, too, could be heard.But I had to get going. The pain in my back was getting worse. So I put one sandaled foot up and braced it against the door – which caused a metallic rattling. Shit………..I heard the woman next to me stop moving. Listening? Well, the hell with it. I started to massage my juicy pussy lips and discovered that I was soaking wet.. Isaac turned off the dusty road and onto a private driveway. He parked the car near a small, ranch style house at the end of the long, rocky driveway, turned to La Huerta and said, ‘Back in a few.’ La Huerta watched as Isaac walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, hoisted the girl over his left shoulder and walked toward the house. A few chickens wandered aimlessly through the yard like unattended mental patients. A man in overalls with white hair and rough, red skin emerged from the.