You hear a lot of talk about andouille sausage these days.As far as Grandma was concerned, sausage was sausage: pork, salt and pepper and other spices... smoked dark and hard, and it would keep forever. Vegetables consisted of onions, both yellow onions and the green onions that usually grew in the kitchen garden, bell pepper, and various hot peppers, and sometimes parsley or celery. The dry ingredients were flour (for the roux) and rice, usually medium-grain. Spices were simple: salt and pepper.. Never had she come so many times in one night. Not even when she used her vibrator."She's ready" Wes announced.Brook understood and inserted his dick into Hilary's pussy. Then Wes climbed onto the bed and bent his knees until his prick was level with her asshole. Slowly, he inched it into the tiny rectum.Hilary screamed as she realized what was happening. But somehow she began to enjoy this new feeling in her ass. Everything she had wanted from the night was coming true. A sweaty, seedy, slutty. I look down at the floor, standing tall.He likes to have me dressed when we go into this room. He says it is sexier to be able to take my clothes off, than just to be naked and waiting. I see the look in his eyes, undressing me in his mind. He loves when I wear tight jeans that hug my ass. I hear his steps getting closer. I don't dare look. He knows I can't kneel for too long because of my bad knees.His rough hand smacks against my ass as he walks around me. Teasing me, with his lips barely. She waited until he returned his attention to his book, submerging his cock between her cheeks, taking half his length in the first go. Deeper and deeper she swallowed him, slowly sliding up and down. He was gleeful, as he held the book down for a moment, head thrown back and eyes half closed.“Ari…” he gasped, as his length buried in her mouth and throat, fingers slipping from the book until it dropped on the floor. “…Fuck” he groaned, more pleasure in the sound than frustration. Aurianna.