According to that young girl, I had forgotten something the day before and she wanted me to pick it up…The only thing I could remember leaving was a...warm load in her pussy…I got her phone number and I called her while I was on my way to her home.Then I asked what I had forgotten there and she said a pussy that needed a good cock in her again…I hurried up before that little slut could change her mind…When I arrived there, a different woman’s voice answered after I pushed the buzzer. I explained. “You and friends,” he cued her.“Right. I always thought a real friend is happy for a friend being happy. It doesn’t have to be me. You go to a party with a friend. They go and have fun. You have fun on your own. Everyone has fun.“Maybe part of it is I never let myself get attached. I never had a boyfriend, or a girlfriend for that matter. I guess I’m just too independent to be held to one person. And sex ... I guess it’s never been all that important to me. For one, I’m actually pretty. Best looking too. Maybe, I’ll keep her.”That really scared me. I’d fight him if he tried something like that. “I like people to do what I tell them. Your wife has already learned that, and you will too. Don’t believe it? Watch.”He pushed her mouth away, raised his knees and wrapped his hairy arms under them, sliding down, spreading the hairy cheeks of his ass. “Come on and show hubby you know what to do, Doll face.”Anne lowered her face into his steamy crack and began feasting on his hole. She. "Mistress Conroy," said the oldest, who remained standing, his tricorn hat under his arm and a small, leather-covered tablet in his wrinkled hand, "this is a very serious business, very serious. Going through the courthouse records we have found that one Millard Conroy, giving this plantation as his address, signed an oath of loyalty to the new government, the government in revolt against his majesty, our dear king." He looked as if he had swallowed a very sour quince."Yes." Anne looked at the.