" Hiking her ass, she passed farther down his body, then lifted so that she was poised above his heavily throbbing shaft. "Now we'll fuck!" she said. ...lynn trembled when she wrapped her fingers around his rod, and went stiff, in both legs as she steered the head into the drippy bush of her treasured pussy. He held to her thighs when she started to lower her crotch, when the bulb of his cock started to slide into the greasy lips. In it went, easy and fine, penetrating deep into the clinging. She handled it and tried to imagine what it must be like to have a real one. It did leave her feeling powerful in a different way than usual.Dante stripped out of his pants and underwear. His shirt, too. He knelt on the floor of the office, his huge erection already leaking. When he went on hands and knees, Sally took a moment to admire his ass. It was round and muscular. She knelt behind him and kneaded his cheeks for a few minutes.His breathing got uneven.She separated them and looked at his. All the while, her tongue explored with the eagerness of the fingers down below. He felt like a beloved toy, well regarded but entirely in its owner's mastery. He knew already that he could not hope to try to wrest her hegemony from her. She had decided the course that events would take, and his only option was to submit. He had never seen himself as a submissive, but this benevolent dominatrix had, he was certain, the capacity to change that.Her skill was incredible. Her intention, clearly,. It's got a four plus one mag setup. Bugger weighs just shy of six pounds where the standard Bantam weighs six and a half." She said then added. "Yours weighs six and three quarter pounds and is already loaded by the way." She inserted cartridges into hers then fastened it to the rack on the driver's side. She put his box of shells in his large pack for safe keeping and came around the vehicle to fill the canteens."So we is goin' huntin' varments Missy?" Ben said in his best hill-billy.