Forty years ago, when he was five, his family had moved to the little valley called White River, from Leadville, Colorado. The family wanted to get aw...y from the perpetual violence that plagued the growing town. After forty years, the farm was really starting to pay off.As John walked through the rows of corn, he was smiling with anticipation of the supper that his wife, Mary, was making. He could almost taste the fried chicken and mashed potatoes. Hearing a sound in the cornrows behind him,. She looked at Jack. “Fine with me,” he said. “Go. Have fun.”Carl took Steph’s hand, led her to the dance floor, and the rhythms of the music took over. The more they danced, the more comfortable it became, and the closer they drew to one another. Carl’s hand slipped from Steph’s side to her hip, and, eventually spread over her ass, pulling her against him as their bodies moved to the music.Steph almost stopped him but hesitated to say anything. She didn’t want to be a prude, they were having. Alyson’s body eventually went totally limp in my arms. I lowered her body onto the couch.I undressed as I walked around to the front of the couch where she was seated before me. I opened her thighs and brought the head of my swollen cock to her sex lips. The head sat prominently on the end of a thick 8” shaft. Alyson’s petals were being spread open by my wife’s fingers as I rubbed the head of my cock up and down making sure the head was well lubricated. Each time the head brushed her clit, a. I want it wild tonight!" "Mmmmm my naughty little girl is so horny for me" I kneel, my body up straight. I lift her legs up and hold them up with my hands as I start fucking her slowly, but really hard. "Mmmm you wanna make that pussy cum all over your hard cock?" "Mmmm yesss I wanna feel your cream soaking my cock baby!" We both moan so loud while I pound her pussy, making that sexy sound when my skin smacks against hers. "Mmmmmm fuck! Ahhhhh Aleeeeex fuck me faster! I am so close!" I do. I.