Without consulting my brain my body decides to rush the onset of my impending orgasm and my hips begin to buck forward into the waiting orifice of my ...ace ensconced mistress. Her groans match my rhythm and my speed picks up. Her muscles must be relaxing and I must have added my precum to her lubricated chute because I feel I'm able to fuck faster and harder. My rod is buzzing and my legs are shaking. I take huge breaths. Mistress continues to bellow out her passion past the ball gag, her face. I was grateful that I didn't have to walk all the rest of the way in my skimpy bikini, especially through my own neighborhood. I fervently hoped that he wouldn't mention it to Sheila but frankly I was willing to accept a punishment if it meant getting past my neighbors without being seen.I was relieved to find that Mark and the children were not at home. I assumed he had taken them somewhere while he tried to sort out the events of the past few days. I was covered in dirt, especially my. She offered Princess a carrot. We led the horses outside and got their bridles on. Gypsy took the bit from Rhonda with no trouble. I was proud of both of them. We left them tied to the fence and went in to gather our saddlebags with food and water. We had a picnic lunch, a blanket, and we were ready to ride. It was going to be a good ride today. Early Road intersected Willow Creek and there was a trail along the water. We'd have to be very careful when we crossed McKinley and Geofferson, but. Pulling her panties aside, his tongue finds it way between her lips to the outside of her pussy. “Oh!... Fuck... ” Emily’s brow furrows, as her little brother tongue travel up and down between her lips. Emily tried to not sighed to loudly as she felt her brother spread her lips with his fingers, and licks up her pussy-juice from the moist, pink inside.Meanwhile at that moment, outside the room, unknown to the kids, thier father was walking by, when he heard what sounded like moaning. He could.