I didn't pay much attention to it as I pulled into the driveway. I exit the vehicle, and open the backdoor. I am humming the song, 2+2 is on my mind, ...o myself as I enter the house. It is awful quiet in the house, odd that I don't hear the kids making any noise. I know they will be up no school tomorrow. There is a teacher in service day. Whatever the hell that is? Hmm maybe she went some place with the kids; I never did check and see if her car was in the garage.I left my bowling ball in the. The spear slid to one side and clattered to the stone floor. He quickly bent and retrieved it, too flustered to know what to say. “Lay it on the table and leave it,” the king sighed. The young guard undid the buckles and watched as the king disrobed. He stood naked before the fire, and the soldier didn’t know where to look, but he noticed the fine physique of the king, with the golden hair covering his chest and stomach glittering in the firelight. “Hand me my nightgown,” the king requested.. I could hear Donald groaning as he quickened the pace of pounding my cunt. Mike was ramming away at my ass - my hips still bucking from my last orgasm. Donald’s body began to tense up and I knew he was close to cumming. I latched onto Nick’s cock, applying tremendous suction. He forcefully grabbed my head to keep his black cock buried in my white mouth, as I bounced around from the poundings that my ass and pussy were taking. Donald was pistoning his dick in and out of my pussy, when he gave. I could keep our luggage in the area where a back seat would fit. I could even strap fragile items to the roll cage. Heather of course didn't see it. My car's racing suspension was so stiff that we felt every crack in the road. That was great for driver feedback, but not so great for comfort. Every tiny bump we went over caused waves of flesh to move across her chest. And she hated the constant droning of my exhaust system. It was, as mentioned, music to my ears, but she often wore.