She handed the paper to me.I began reading out loud: "Henry Jefferson Gibson, born July first, eighteen thirty-five, to Judith and Edward Gibson, in B...aver Pond, Kentucky. Henry was a scholar from a young age, and when there became a division between the North and their beliefs, and the South; Henry proclaimed his intent to lead local like-minded men to engage the Union enemy in 1862. Henry believed that all men should be free, but those slave owners should be reimbursed for the cost of the. I trooped on, banging her with my sweat dripping down over the back side of her dress. I didn’t want to come there and then, so I pulled out of her, backed off and she turned around facing me with my dangerous hard on point at her like a weapon.She was beautiful with her beautiful face flustered, those bedroom eyes and her hair all over the place. One of her tits was out of her dress, absolutely perfect. She laid back on her back on the table and I mounted her again. She refused to kiss me, but. I am desperate to touch him, to trail my fingertips down his back, but he’s still pinning me to the bed, reminding me that tonight, I am his. To indulge my need for more contact, I pull my legs up and wrap them tightly around his waist, pushing him in deeper. He responds to that by quickening his pace and before long, we are moving together as he fucks me with primal passion.I’m pleasantly surprised as I feel orgasm number two approaching. I don’t even try to hold back this time; I cry out as. She told me to get on to cow position and she wanted to milk me and suck me like calf drinking milk from udders. So I took cow position while she came from back in between my legs and started to suck my penis like a calf. I asked her if she has seen any other penis. She said ‘yes I have seen in a magazine at my friends place, but those were big and I dint like it. But you have real nice and beautiful one’. I love this and like to have it’.Meanwhile she was still sucking me from down. The real.