Ari Crawford. Welcome to the Hound.”“Heralds have been here, Ari?” Aran asked quickly.“Aye,” the balding fellow answered, pushing the door a...l the way open to reveal his stout frame. A clean white apron was tied around his waist. The innkeeper, then. “I apologise for my rudeness at the door, but I thought you were them again, see? I was halfway to praising the Light of the Dawn – that’s what they insist we do – when I saw you weren’t Heralds. About three times they’ve been through, saying. “Give me that cock, baby,” she screamed. Her hot shouting was getting me aroused. “Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck me!” In my wildest dreams I never imagined I would be in a situation like this. “Ohhhhhh god, yes, harder, damn it, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” My cock got hard, aroused by her screams through the wall. I closed my eyes and imagined I was fucking her. I grabbed my cock and started jerking off faster and faster, responding to her shouting, “Give it to me, harder! Harder! Harder!” My hand. Rick courted me yes he was very polite about dating me asking Frank or grandma if it was OK if he saw me. I slowly fell in love with him and he helped Frank and me to restore that Chevy Nova. It was one sweet ride after we were finished. At nineteen, I was married again, our wedding was a small one that we held at the ranch. After our wedding, we went to Niagara Falls for our honeymoon and had a great time together. We returned home where Rick, Michelle and I moved into a house we rented. Rick. He also said depending on how things go there may be additional money coming our way." Damn, Harry. Hope you know what you're doing. You got yourself one hot little cum slut there. Hate to see him get ruined at such a young age." Jeff pitched in his two cents.I continued to listen intently as my aunt spoke up, "The little slut seems to love everything we've had him do. If we can rake in some big bucks for sharing him with a theater full of black cocks my only regret is that we won't be able to.