I’d been married for the better part of thirty years, so that lifestyle wasn’t for me.I scrolled through my Facebook page, and then I stopped on o...e post that caught my eye. The author was one of my Facebook friends, and I’d seen her posts many times before. She had a quirky but insightful grasp of things, and her writings well displayed her wit and considerable intellect. I’d worked with her a few times during my volunteer activities, and so I knew she was an attractive and personable woman. I. I went about checking the gear—making sure everything was ready to go if a call came in—with a spring in my step as they say. I didn’t even have to be entirely focused on what I was doing; I was more or less on autopilot after doing the daily routine so many times over the years. It was around mid afternoon when the chief came up to me and asked, “So, what did you find?” I was deep in thought about Cherry when he’d asked me, so it took a second to understand what he was asking me. After a few. Her breath came in gasps and she shook her head back and forth, her hair moving around her head with each movement.'Yeeeeeessssssssssssssssss," she stammered, finally becoming vocal. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"Her body was literally shaking with each thrust Buster made into her."I'm cumming..." she screamed for the first time and then her body stiffened and went rigid for a few minutes as her climax completely overcame her. She shook with each contraction of her cunt against the canine cock. Faith decided to take the lead and wrapped her lips around the fathead of Beeders dick. I I went to work licking up and down the length of his truly huge cock. He had already cum as I could pick up traces of his spunk on his massive girth, if he could stay hard even after cumming I was going to be quite impressed. Try as she might Faith good barely get more then a couple inches of Beeder into her mouth, so she dedicated her efforts to sucking and slurping on his cockhead. I would alternate.