She lay back on her bed now, the hot sun streaming through the window putting her into a state of semi-consciousness and she remembered that when they...were both too exhausted to respond any longer to their unleashed passion, she had kissed Carl's limp cock, licking away the last warm, wet vestiges of her most recent orgasm, and kissed him full on the mouth as he lay sprawled on the couch in the livingroom. Then he had dressed and left the house, walking out to his sportscar, a perfectly. Zimo watched his cock disappear into her hot asshole."Thats it my Queen, my cock is yours to do with". She pushed down all the way, down to his groin, Grinding back and forth, then leaning back. She leaned back against his sweaty chest. "Hold my legs up and own Zimo". He reached down, grabbed her thighs and brought her legs up. Pointing her feet up in the air.Her bald pussy so wet and inviting, made Gotifri rock hard. He walked up and without being instructed, slide his cock into her warm. ”I looked at Danny. She leaned forward and unfastened the top of her micro bikini, which barely covered her cleavage. She slipped it off and casually d****d it over the arm of the chase lounge. Her nipples were erect, perched on the top of her small but firm breasts. I could tell she was in a playful mood.A few moments later, Betty sauntered through our backyard gate, barefoot, sporting blue cut-off jean shorts and a bikini top. She carried a towel in one hand, a beer in the other.“Hey,” Betty. The front half was a kitchen with running water thanks to a nicely engineered mix of a spring, pipes, storage tank. The house was on the side of a slope with a place to park on a flat in front of, and slightly below the cabin. My great-grandfather built the house, his son did the piping, but the water just drained down the side of the hill.My dad had done some extensive remodeling, paneling the inside and putting on a new copper roof. I had added a tank next to the parking area and reworked the.