The Master lined up his cock with her dripping pussy. She could sense the sheer size of him. It was ridiculous. It was inhuman. It was delicious. ... And then bliss. The Master speared her to her very core, the thought of a shishkabob she had enjoyed last week leaping to mind. Her tiny body nothing but a receptacle for The Master’s lust. His thick, glorious cock sawing in and out of her without remorse. Her trembling body trying to hold on to consciousness as The Master released his. "Look," I said, jokingly, I made your panties wet. Courtney laughs and smiles. Courtney just has this sexy smile words can't do justice.I gaze between her legs and see she is shaved as well. No wonder she did a good job doing me, she gets practice shaving her self. I pick up each of her legs and put them against my body. Very slowly, I make entry into her soaking wet pussy. Courtney lets out a little squeal as I pump away. Courtney makes sounds like she's about to squeeze out a baby. My freshly. "Practice, like I taught you, squeeze your cunt when you push your fingers in. The tighter the better. Men love a tight bitch." Amanda practically forgot she was at the lake, and that the guy was very likely watching her as she got carried away playing with herself. She did as kat instructed and slipped her fingers back inside her. She tighten up her pussy as if she was trying to keep them from entering, and than release her grip as she pulled them out again. "Looks like you could use some. I have always been more than satisfied with my husband. He is a good and dedicated lover and the only complaint I ever had was the same every woman experiences when he couldn’t always tell I was ready. He was tired, or just didn’t know, but when we did make love it was always good. I would never compare my husband to another man. It was always something I knew was wrong. But my body wouldn’t accept what my mind was telling it. My body was on fire and my breasts and nipples wanted this. My tummy.