"I'm tighter than she is too aren't I?" Liz asked smiling. This totally humiliated Darla. She blushed as she watched her husband slowly push his finge...s into and out of her mother, totally ignoring the fact that he had two fingers in her too."Much more," he replied.Making sure he kept his fingers buried in her pussy as she sat up, she looked him in the eyes and said, "You can have us, control us, make us do whatever you want, for as long as you want," she began, pausing to let that sink in. He. "She nodded. "Only if you call me Margaret or Marge. Deal?" She put down her mug and held out her hand for him to shake across the table.He took it and shook it dramatically, "Deal."Margaret finished off her coffee and put the mug on the table. The clock was ticking and she needed to get a move on. Two hours was their allotted time. You could do a whole lot of things in two hours and the thought of doing those things made her itchy pussy begin to lubricate herself. It was like squeezing the. She whimpers. I pull her ass down, making her sit on my dick. As she feels the head of my cock press against her pussy, she gasps – my dick is slightly larger than Jason's, and I suspect that Jason's was the largest one she's ever had before. "Little Mustafa stretch you," – I say as I move my hips upwards and bury all nine inches of Little Mustafa in Little Christine. The big Christine cries out. I pull her shoulders towards me, making her arch her back, and she starts moving, jumping up and. I do want to thank you for pulling all their special commissions. It made my whole day to drive out there and give them the news. I have never seen so many mad people in my life when I gave them the news. Harry, they are dangerous as hell and the people here have been putting a lot of pressure on me to close them down. I can't because they stay to themselves and pay their taxes on time every year. They own about a thousand acres of prime mountain real estate that the logging people would love.