I wanted down and dirty, hardcore fucking. I wanted to feel thoroughly fucked and with a cock like his, I should be a little sore after.“Fuck me har...er, Shane.”He responded by picking up the pace a bit.“More, god damn it. Fuck me hard and make it hurt!”The message sunk in and he began really ploughing into me. The sounds that were being made were loud, disgusting, and a complete turn on. It was sloppy, slapping pounding and our bodies were clapping together with such force that the sound surely. They'd popped in when construction was finished. They were powered by solar paneling that we put up on the roof of the building and a small wind generator. The freezers would store whatever I butchered. One of the last things to pop in was a complete butcher's kit made out of some kind of space-age high tech metal. Touching the blades told me that they'd never go dull and they would never break.The smokehouse was a little more complicated than I thought it would be. It was actually two. She let out I long slow loan and I continued my passionate kiss. I again repeated the movement of slow as possible out halfway and all the way in as deep as possible. I continued this till I felt her body get use to the sensation. After a few minutes I slowly pulled if out all the way this time making sure only the tip was in . I started going in halfway and then out in halfway and then out for a few seconds then push my full dick as hard a possible all the way in . I repeated this specific. In the bedroom, Jason took off Doris’s dress and helped her on the bed. With a big smile on her face, she said: ‘don’t be shy Jason, let me look at that lovely cock’. Ted, had settled himself in the easy chair and watched as he undressed and was surprised to see Jason’s hard 7inch cock spring upright. ‘Now lad, Doris is no spring chicken, so take it nice and easy’. Jason, crawled beside her and admired her lovely fat body, especially her droopy tits which he started to suck with vigour.Doris,.