Serena fu così gentile ad accompagnarmi fino alla porta e fu proprio in quell'occasione che notai che era ancora in ciabatte! Che cosa mi stava frull...ndo in testa? Non capivo più niente! Avevo in mente solo ed esclusivamente la scena in cui lunghi e bianchi schizzi colavano dalle sue gambe! Un fuoco mi pervade le palle, giuro, ero pronto a tirare fuori il cazzo e spruzzare lì, in quel preciso momento, magari dietro la sua schiena facendo arrivare gli schizzi fino in testa, dietro ai capelli.... I wanted to ensure she had a climax that she would never foregt for the rest of her life so I continued to slide my egar tongue over her clit . And with each stoke I got her that much closer to a huge climax . Unlike my wife after c***d birth her hole was tight and hungry for love . I slid my free hand under her butt and begain to work my middle finger around her forbidden hole . She was enjoying the feeling I knew and I could feel her climax as I slide the end of my finger into her ass. She. ‘A menu? Not for the last twenty years, I reckon,’ he said as he chuckled, struggling. ‘What can I get you today? Some guacamole?’ Pepe’s guacamole was the best he’d ever had, anywhere, and they always served it freshly made, prepared table-side, and always with soft, warm homemade flour tortillas. ‘That’d be great,’ he said as the front door opened and the Ghost of Christmas Past entered. ‘Oh, Hell,’ he groaned inwardly. ‘Why Renata? I can’t deal with her today…’ Renata Colson was the local. He was certain her almost untouched fresh pussy would get plenty of training with the new owners. If everything worked out they might join together once again.There was a small sign at the side of the road almost obscured by a billboard proclaiming "Scotty's Diner" to have the best tasting cheeseburgers on this side of the California/Nevada Stateline. It was a sloppy billboard looking like it was put up by the owner's themselves as a cheap way of advertising their business.The simple Town sign.