His fucking became fast and furious until he closed his eyes and contorted his face in that familiar way then…he froze…and my cunt filled up with ...oads of his lovely red hot spunk. Scott raised his weight onto his wrists and slowly rolled his hips making sure that he was spewing the last of his load into my receptive hole. “Ha, ha, ha,” he wheezed as he raised himself onto his knees with his cock still partially inside me, “that was fucking fantastic.” “I can’t remember the last. ' The words had excited him like no other. She was right when she'd told him she thought he wanted 'a fuck from her' She'd got that right, he thought.She peeled back his shirt and her fingers explored the muscles of his chest and arms. Jana sucked in her breath in appreciation telling him 'he was big, so big!' The way she said it seemed to have a double meaning.John scrabbled at the buttons of her uniform shirt. The khaki shirt with the gold collar flash and single red star of a Captain. " Red," said Dan."What?" It's a safeword. I might say "stop" and not really want you to stop." You've been looking this up, haven't you?" said Sarah, her eyes gleaming. She reached around and smacked his ass with her right hand. I bet you've been wanking," she smacked him on the other cheek "over it as well. Perhaps a spankin," Whack! " is really in order."She pulled him close, her hands on his tingling bottom, and gave him a long slow kiss. "Thank you for being brave enough to tell me about. ” Opal Anne kissed my cheek as a reward.“With all the timber here,” I continued. “We can cut it down and build a fence around the property. That will count towards the improvements we have to make to keep the homestead. We can block off access to the gold with a wall and use it as a defensive position if anyone finds out about our claim. And still have the steps as an escape route.”“We can use the firewood too,” Opal Anne added. “I’ll bet that the winters up here are bitter cold and windy.”I.