Now in near panic Richie whimpered and pleaded forthe old man to let him go.It seemed that Richie had been dragged along for miles, he wasstruggling a...d begging as he stumbled along the path a rough twisting waythrough the trees until they emerged in an untidy farm yard. The old manhustled him up to the door of a huge farmhouse, pushing it open andpushing him inside as he did so. He paused a second, locking the doorbehind them, the key a big rusting relic almost too big to fit in the oldman's. Her voice had a hitch and she looked uncomfortable.Patrice, I couldn't say for certain, but then I saw her nodding her head right along with me and Adrienne."Wow..." was Margaret's response. Her eyes were big, but not necessarily fearful."In fact," Adrienne began, "that's really what these Girls Nights are really about."Margaret played with her neck and collar bone, gulping as she did so. "You mean, you expect me to have sex with one of you?" Or all of us!" I exclaimed, giving her a playful. ”After she licked the chocolate sauce off my erection, I rolled her on top of me and slid right in. Cupping her fine breasts and taking the nipples between thumbs and forefingers as she loved, I requested, “Tell me what my favorite pussy has been up to since I was last up it.”She grinned and teased me, “Your ‘favorite’, huh? Last I knew, I was your only.”I laughed, “That word does not imply plurality. You are both only and favorite. So answer my question.”She moved slowly on my shaft as she. I wanted to pinch them soooooooo bad. I understand the whole navel fetish thing now. Indian cinema had a point. Navels like hers were meant to be played with and made love to. They were art. Thunder thighs and from what I’m guessing a big bubble butt. She was wearing a Jean a top. I didn’t know where I got the self control from . probably because I was too scared to do something.V: hi come on in.S: hope everything is fine….how do you like the place?V: beautiful. It’s a hidden treasure.S:.