So she sits on the bed in her nightgown one leg on the floor and the other on the bed, her legs were sort of crossed. She knew that I was looking and ...he manipulated her legs and nightgown so I could see right up her legs. There is was that black bushy pussy in all its glory and it was glorious. She kept moving and I could see better. She didn’t say much that night but when she leaned over to kiss me I could also see her tits and the nipples were hard. She kissed me on the forehead hugged me. I don’t have a name for them yet,” Josie says with a wink as she sets down into the patch among the vines.Belle follows, with Buttercup snuggling on her arm. And as she minds her step to avoid crushing any of the strange fruit, she becomes increasingly aware of a scent that she cannot quite place. And then it hits her. “Strawberries. Strawberries and ... cum!” Belle shouts with a giggle and a bright smile.“I do a little gardening when I’m not balls deep in a beautiful ass,” Josie says with a. He then got into position as to have my leg over his shoulder, he was sucking on my foot with his other foot he was holding my head down on the bed and I felt his fist enter me where he started to fist my sopping wet cunt getting harder and faster. This sent me into delirium as i came, and i came so fucking hard, i was squirting like a fountain, soaking the bed sheet. What a feeling my pussy being stretched and as it was so wet his fist went straight in. He was lay on the bed and started. “Yes, I know she loves him, but, well, let’s face it, she’s a whore”“WAS a whore”“Once a ... well you know what I mean” he ended, remembering he was talking to a respectable old lady, not one of his drinking buddies.“She is good for him though. Look, she sits there, listening to him, not demanding anything, stroking his head. It calms him down, where you and your friends...” He harrumphed at the suggestion he was friends with all the others “You and they are always after something. No, no it’s.