The thrust pushed all the foul air out of her piggy bum hole and made her fart. “YOU FOUL BITCH!!” I yelled “how dare you fart on my dick bitch�...�. I pulled 6 of the 11 inches out and rammed her ass again. “FUUUUUUUUCK!!!” she screamed and raised her ass higher to meet my strokes. “Is this what you like bitch” I yelled “me ravaging you fatty asshole slut”. I plunged into her again while gripping her ass cheeks. “YES MASTER, YESSSS!!!” she howled between moans “I CAN FEEL THE THRUST INSIDE MY. She said next time cum on my tits. My cum hadnt settled in her tummy when i was goin to town on her pussy, lickin up and down side to side getting my tongue right in, she was sapping wet, and groaning intensely, i started lickin up and down again, and right down as far as her ass hole, and this just sent her crazy, i ate that ass hole right up and she was nearly coming to orgasm, then she said i want you in me now so i placed my knob at her pussy, she grabbed my throbbing shaft and said no, in. “What do you want with me? sir.” Eliza asked quite pointedly.“A dance,” I replied.“Well I have it on good authority you wish to pole me!” Eliza expounded, “Well sir I am not a whore,” she snapped, “And you are by far the least likely gentleman, or indeed man, to ever find my favour.”I was shocked by her unseemly outburst.“If you need poling, then I suggest you pole your whore, your concubine, your messenger!” she insisted and she actually jabbed her finger at Mary.Somehow her anger diminished. Of course I didn’t understand them, because they were names! This place was a crossroads, and this stone explained where those roads headed.In the West there was a place named after some fish, but I had no idea what kind of fish. But as this road was heading to a village on the coast, it made sense. In the East was the home of the smelly farmers, and I couldn’t help laughing since that was just too true, especially now. In the North there was a place that was New something. Maybe something like.