"I'll hold her leash." With that he dragged her to the floor holding her long dark hair like a rein.She knelt on all fours naked sweaty and still drip...ing water. The mask man was already knelling behind her guiding his cock for her busy slit. Her lithe hipped body stretch before him and he was able to see the hairs on the back of her head raised in nerves. "What a hot bitch!" He thought his cock painfully rigid now. Debbie seemed to be seeing hard cock everywhere, as the men moved their members. I turned away from her, took off my pants, and got into the water allowing it to cover me. After a moment, she rose up carrying the coverlet around her and walked over to the creek about ten feet from me. She slipped the cover off and quickly moved into the water. As she lay in the water, she sighed.We lay in the water and both of us eased our pains with the cool water of the creek. I stayed there until I was thoroughly chilled. I rose out of the water and faced away from Elena and wiped my. I have used this once before and love the way it felt. I have always had fantasies of having my wife use a strap on me.I set up my video camera (not sure why) and proceeded to lube my ass up and slowly insert the large rubber cock. Once in it felt good and I started fucking it nice and fast. I was masturbating while bouncing up and down on the cock and I decided that I wanted to taste my cum. I propped myself up on the couch with my cock above my face. I still had the rubber cock buried in my. I keep telling the young'uns,"Keep away from the Sacketts. They are a bunch of shiftless pond scum. Making trouble and spilling their guts to low-land revenue men."Poor Otis just got caught in the middle. That don't mean he is a mean-spirited boy. He just likes to finish what he starts. He got that from his Daddy. His Daddy was a real hell-raiser. That man could hold his drink better than anyone I purely knew.But this tale is not about his Daddy. This story is about Otis and that poor sweet Ida.