He started eagerly lapping at my pussy, I wiggled around a little, positioning my clit over his mouth before he got the idea and started to suck on it... My ass, finger my ass or no treats for a naughty boy I demanded. I wanted to dominate him and I wanted him to know that I was too. He slowly pushed a finger into my ass, I could feel it slipping in, so much fatter than Caitlyns fingers. I could only imagine what his fat cock would feel like sliding in out of my butt. Suddenly it was all too much. ”“I told you, all of your new sisters-in-law. Come on, you and Susan are as thick as thieves. Do you think she wouldn’t?”Lauren suddenly realized that her friend Susan most certainly would, probably with enthusiastic help from the others, along with Heather and Soupy. “Wouldn’t your mother keep them in line?”Peter gave a snorting laugh. “Who do you think taught them how to short-sheet a bed?” He slowed at the driveway to the Hilton, then pulled up to the entrance. A valet came out and Peter. I was dry fucking her and didnt want to tear her or cause her a great deal of pain. Erica would groan on occasion and I would readjust the angle to accommodate her little ass. I had gotten the carrot almost to the nibbled ring and was ready to leave it there when I had to move the truck up in line. I left the carrot dangle out of her ass, with her obscenely bent over the seat and exposed to the world. This would make an interesting tale in the folklore of fast food. I stopped the truck and put. ” She looked at me then back at Betty. “He worked at the ranch yesterday.”“Pleased to meet you,” she said and reached across the table to shake my hand. She had a real Oklahoma twang which was much stronger than Carla's. “Nice place, you have here,” I said, looking at her and could see she was sizing me up but pretending not to. “Thanks...keeps me busy. So, what are doing in our neck of the woods?”“Passing through. Did some haying yesterday for Carla's grandfather and now I'm moving on.”“Where.