And better, SHE could feel both.. “Ohhhhhohhhhh OHHHH daddy.. oh god daddy.. you’re gonna make me cum again.. Ohh daddy… make me cum.. fuck me.....fuck my ass .. fuck my pussy..” Bridget moaned. Paul knew that this would do it … that she would cum harder than she ever came before.. and he fucked her hard till she did.. Bridget screamed.. screamed hard and long as her pussy.. her ass.. and her entire body orgasmed.. He had to cum too. Her cunt was pulling his dick.. stroking it as she came on him.. He had lost his dagger, his sword and even the small blade he hid on the inside of the belt. It was extremely small and thin, it was his last resort weapon if needed but it was gone. How could he even fight these dogs.'Better to fight with my hands and fists, than let one of these dogs have a bite at me without even a smidgen of resistance,' Bartand thought, readying himself in the mud for battle.But the dogs came no further, nor did their growls become louder; they in fact quietened down and. This was not my old neighborhood, but it was close enough I knew the major points. There, I bought an outfit—men's khaki slacks, golf shirt and, most importantly, a worn leather jacket. It was not quite my old ratty jeans and torn T-shirt, but there was a kissing relationship. The biggest differences were the heels and the posture.To accessorize, I bought rings and hoops, to make my piercings more obvious, a bandanna for my hair and a dump-it-all-in purse. There would be no safety pins, but. I could now see the tent in his inner and I removed his jockey and freed his manhood. His was a uncut six inches cock with trimmed hairs in the private area. I took it in my mouth and started lubricating it. He complimented my action and said that I was a professional. I thanked him and continued the job after about 15 mins, I got up removed his shirt and made him nude. I no time I took off my clothes and was nude too.I then laid on my back and he came on me and started another lip lock.