"May I return the compliment, mam?" That was about as good as he could manage. The manual didn't cover this situation, it probably forbade it.She rose...to her feet, at her full height, she almost looked him in the chest. "Sure, soldier-boy." He kicked off his pants and shorts, then he reached under her arms with one hand and reached down to her thighs with the other and picked her off the floor. It was hardly any effort, she really was small. She "Ohh"ed and grabbed him around the neck."Where's. Seeing him taste his own love juice made her very wet, hot, and wild.She straddled her leg over the chair and said, “Tell me you want me to fuck you.” “Fuck me,” he gasped.The young student lowered herself onto the principal’s stiff penis. She started riding his cock like a mad woman. “Yes Slut, fuck me!” he screamed.She pumped herself up and down on him slowly at first then very fast, holding up her breasts as she was fucking her principal. As they were deep in pleasuring each other, she did. The bourgeois trader, assigned serf Anna Kasilof to serf Nikolai Post. (Bourgeois. fr. proprietor of the land. French was the language of the educated.)“A man needs a wife,” he said. They had children. Some lived, some died ... the Post name survived. Coming forward a hundred years, the United States bought Alaska.Rather than return to the serfdom of Russia, the Posts fled. All the way to Seattle by canoe. There they headed to Montana. They were in the way when the Hutterites expanded into. He moved as she directed him, parting his legs further to lower himself, not understanding why she was changing position when it had felt so good. This thought lasted until she pushed into him again, fireworks going off in his mind as a whole new pleasure lanced through him. He felt weak and in an instant, Kelly found herself all but holding him up as she fucked him. She might not have been as strong as Caitlyn but this boy toy was a waif, and she knew how to pound a prostate.She fucked him.