When I got there the doors opened up and there was Cynthia in all her sexiness. Her hair was still braided, she wore a white tubetop, denim skirt, and...those same pair of red mules showing of those nicely trimmed and polished toenails. Her golden brown flesh was still smooth as silk. She was carrying some clothes in a basket, on her way to do a little laundry. ‘Hey, D’, she said. Always called me D instead of David. ‘How you doing?’, I asked, ‘you want me to get that for you?’ ‘Such a. . and not all that narrow either.The Straits of Mackinic is five miles wide. The reason Lake Michigan and Lake Huron are called two separate lakes is because the French ... well ... they're French ... If you were Canadian you'd understand.There isn't a speck of difference in the water level of this great big lake that wraps around the Michigan mitten. It probably ought to be Gran Big Lac qui s'enroule autour de la péninsule ... but the explorers were French ... and that makes it. " she whispered. I licked her ass for a while longer, then put one finger inside her and began to wiggle it upwards against her g-spot. She gasped and let out a happy moan. I drilled into her clit with my tongue, eating and eating her. "Oh, oh you're gonna make me cum..." I couldn't wait. The orgasm came up and out of her like a gusher, her hips rising up, then down as her upper body curled up off the bed. She fought to suppress the sounds as she began to buck into my face, her hands on the. Freda rubbed the needle back and forth, as if fucking her nipple. Then she pulled it out and took a gold ring from Franz, sliding it into the new hole.She pinched Devon's other nipple then, and stabbed the needle through it. A second ring was placed on her body as Freda smiled and rubbed her hands over them."Now we look pretty. Don't we?" she smiled, pulling Devon upright and hugging her against herself. She caressed Devon's hair as the girl wept over her shoulder."Now now. You must remember.