I got up and walked toward Blackie who was wagging his tail for all he was worth. He actually had about half of his cock out so he must've been excite... watching Brownie fuck me. I got down on my hands and knees again and Blackie quickly mounted me, penetrated me and gave me the fuck of my life. He seemed determined to show me he was my master and not Brownie. As not to be outdone, Blackie kept piston fucking me at a rapid pace. He was humping away for about a minute already when I felt his knot. When she reached his bottom and started to knead that as well the groan grew louder until her fingers delved into his crack when he involuntarily clenched his cheeks for a moment."Oh God!"He held her to him and his erection pressed into her tummy.She did not have the heart to stop but kept going for another couple of minutes."Turn round," she said softly and, when he silently obeyed, soaped his front. As she started to 'wash' him the groans began once more, rising slightly as she paid special. Before this house Mark was happy. Before this house Mark was getting laid. "Fuck a duck, I HATE this house," Mark screamed at the tops of his lungs as he closed the heavy trunk on his fingers. The last couple to live here were an elderly couple that had passed away a short time ago. They left a lot of their old junk in the house and it was now the new house holders jobs to clean it up. Mark didn't think too much about it but his girlfriend, Austin, had suddenly changed into Betty Crocker and. Army Major's uniform.) With him was a blond woman wearing a gold trimmed blue velvet vest, and top, bottom (with loose gossamer legs), and slippers. "Is this Baghdad?" the man asked."Which part of Baghdad do you wish?" she asked. "This is the Persian Quarter." The part that Jeannie lives in." Roger! Even if she did know who Jeannie is, she can't tell us." The woman with lots of blond hair piled up under a blue velvet cap, that had still more hair that came out in a long ponytail falling from.