?So, what do you think?? asked Carly, as they stood looking at the finished cabinet? ?I am not sure about that metal rod thing, but if it was a part o... the original, then it has to be there, and be used.??That rod will go a full fifteen inches inside you. Do you realise what that means? It means it could be doing serious damage to you. Your body will be bent, but the rod goes in straight. It will not be very pleasant.?Carly laughed at him.?Since when did I do the pleasant things??.?You know. The room is quiet, so I hear each time she takes a quick breath in. She eventually brings a hand to my head as she moves her hips. The thought of her getting close excites me, making me increase my speed, my eagerness.“Fuck! Yes!” She moans out loud.Her fingers curl into my hair as she voices her pleasure in profanities. The way she lets her pleasure be known makes my dick throb. I want to fuck her now. The way she moans, the pleasured look on her face, and her piercings turn me on immensely. I. The plump white rump of his beautiful 42-year-old wife humping down onto her teenage stepson. The arch of her back, with her long dark brown hair that my father so dearly loves, gracefully resting on the curve of her lower back, where, several inches down, her stepson's penis throbbed and injected, balls slapping ass. In truth, I would have wanted my father to see us. I wanted him to stand there and see how I fucked my stepmother.. A part of me wanted my dad to be there to see how passionately. She nodded, wriggled away, and proceeded to rehydrate a couple of packets of dried curry. I hoped that the smell would not carry. We were five hundred metres or so from the house, and the wind was in our faces; I knew that as it was carrying some of the rain in with it. At length, she was done; the curry had reconstituted and was hot, and she added rice.I shook Jakub, and we spooned up curry and rice. It really wasn’t bad, though I missed the beer I’d have washed it down with at home, not to.