Starting at her feet, moving up both legs, she feels the four hands spreading this solution up her calves, her thighs, right up to the crease between ...er legs and her center. With the four hands so close to her center, she anticipates someone touching her cunt or licking her clit. She's a little disappointed when the move on. Though, only a little as she feels them massage more of the stuff on her stomach, her breasts and chest. She feels them kiss, lick, and suck their way down her body again.. I was mauling her boobs while fucking her and she continued with her moans, I felt the pressure building inside me and asked her to come in missionary style as I was fucking her without condom and wanted to spray my jizz all over her.I pulled her to the corner of the bed, spread her legs and held them from her ankles. Again i entered her very slowly and resumed with the vigorous fucking, her bazookas were jumping in all directions and I was loving the sight. I wanted to control and fuck longer. Up to that moment in my life, I had never felt such sadness as I felt upon seeing this sweet Southern guy who had lived to play guitar, now without those two precious fingers so necessary to create the guitar sounds that everyone had loved and remembered. I was devastated. Even at 16 years old, I wanted to cry. Perhaps at that moment I saw the real essence of Cecil Mundy. Seeing the shock and sadness on my face, probably my eyes were moist as well, he smiled that sweet smile of his and sought. ?It only needs to be about three feet deep. ?I don't care if the animals dig you out."?I followed the slave to a little patch of desert. ?It didn't look very memorable to me but she obviously had seen it many, many times. ?"Here," she said softly. ?"This is where I'll be buried."?I didn't know what to say. ?I had no idea how to comfort her and she didn't appear to need any reassurance or comforting at all. ?Without skipping a beat, she plunged the shovel into the ground and began digging. ?I.