“What is your name, please?” you beg of this person that is using you for her own pleasure.“Why should I tell you?” The soft voice says. As y...u are about to retort, she says, “Lana” she says with her soft whisper of a voice again. As the last syllable slips from her lips, you feel a hard smack on your ass and you cringe in pain. As you raise your head, when you cringe, you feel something very familiar in your face, a pair of very ample breasts, C-cup at least. You soon come to realize that. Any other requirements?" Tom asked."I think a large, country kitchen would make sense along with a separate pantry so we can buy food in bulk," suggested Bob. "I agree, Bob. Before I contact a Realtor, I seem to remember a large farmhouse for sale just outside of town. We can save a lot of money if we can make a private deal. I'll do some research and get back to you." stated Tom.The following Monday, Tom and Cindy drove to where he thought he remembered the farmhouse for sale. They found it. “Help me” She said to Paul. She laid on the sofa with her pussy on the edge. They positioned Khan so that he was standing on his hind legs and his crotch near hers. Melissa grabbed his dog cock and started to rub it on her pussy. The moment it hit her swollen clit she gasped. She worked it up and down her lips. It was well lubed and she smacked it softly on her inflamed clitoris. She was running the head of his cock along the length of her slit, brushing her clit each time as Khan coated it. She screamed as her pussy was still tight due to less sex. I asked if she is ok for me to go ahead.She gave me an agreement and I gave another push. A bit hard this time and my full penis went inside her. She was holding bedsheet tight and tears rolled out of her eyes. I paused and kissed her and started stroking her slowly. She was moaning softly. I increased my pace and her moans increased with my speed and she was enjoying every bit of it.After stroking her for 15-20 minutes I told her that.