There was a small swamp in a draw that had cattails growing in it. I found the crumbling door to an old, old root cellar twenty feet out behind the ki...chen door. It was built into a shelf in the ground as the land climbed up the draw. I cleaned it out. The shelves had collapsed and made a mess of everything. It was very well made of dry-laid stone. I needed a couple of wheelbarrows of sand to replace what was there for potatoes and such. I left it open to the sun to dry out.I'd rebuild the. She drank down my passion as greedily as my breast milk. White spunk leaked out of her mouth, trickling down her chin as blast after blast filled her.“Mmm, that was delicious,” she purred, sliding up, her own cock thrusting out from her pussy, hard and eager. She grabbed it. “Where should I stick this?”“Hmm, how about my asshole,” I laughed. “Your tongue teased me, but I need more.”Chantelle guided the tip of her cock to between my asscheeks. I shuddered as her head wedged between them, pushing. I loved the feeling of his cock inside of me and the slight pain I felt from the depth. I bucked my hips into his as I squeezed pussy to grab his dick tightly. Every pussy teasing move he moaned. He grabbed my ass with those hands of his taking a nipple into his mouth and helping me to slam my pussy onto his dick. I sat up, letting his mouth fall off my nipple. I placed feet on the floor and rocked my hips. That stroke by G-Spot right away. I grabbed him around his neck as I trembled. Odd that she thought. You oftenshe women looking through men's underwear in shops. No one thinks that'sstrange. You assumed they were buying for there men, or you just didn'tcare. After all, not exactly exciting are they, men's boxers. The onlytime he used to feel comfortable looking at lingerie in a shop was nearvalentines day or Christmas.The thought occurred to her. Now she was a woman, she could look throughall the women's shops in the town. Matalan's was just across the road!She stopped.