Do you wish you could do this to Eileen's mother?" My prick jumped again, it was very hard now. "How about Eileen, will she let you do this to her?" M... stomach tightened and I felt my eruption coming. She felt it also because she was prepared and when my fluids spurted from my prick, she began a hand job. I felt my body tense shortly before I spurted, four times, producing very little sperm. "When you go back home you should think about what you just did. Do you think they could cum just. She started grinding on my cock, teasing me with her panties which were soaked thru from her swollen, wet pussy.Sam, not to be outdone, had pulled her skirt up too and spread her legs wide open enough to see her wetness. She had begun fingering herself, but I soon needed to add my hand to her velvety soft pussy. Sam was so horny and wet because she had already orgasmed before my hand even touched her. She was busy fingering her pussy then tasting her sweet honey. Not to be left out, my hand. I mixed up three parts of sand, and one of lime, with just enough water to make a slurry. It didn’t feel quite right, so I dumped it in the creek and mixed another batch at three and a half to one. That one was good, so I kept making it that way, one bin at a time. I brought a bin inside the house and started on the ceiling inside.I thought making adobe bricks was a messy job! Applying stucco, over your head, onto wood boards, made even more of a mess. I was happy to get done with the ceiling. ‘I love hearing you gag. Do it again for me my girl,’ he said as he repeatedly jammed his finger down her throat. Her neck convulsed each time she gagged and her eyes became exceedingly teary until a single teardrop rolled down her cheek. Finally he removed his finger and wiped the tear from her face as she gasped for air and tried to relax her throat muscles. ‘Who do you belong to, girl?’ he repeated. ‘I belong to you Daddy,’ she immediately replied through heavy breaths. ‘Yes, and I am.