‘I have to make sure the equipment is sound before I have you drag it across my carpet, don’t I?’ Her eyes sparked. The carpet cleaner could sme...l her sweet pussy from his standing position, her musk overwhelmed his sense of reason, it made his head swim. He wanted nothing more in his life than to be balls deep in that heavenly honey-pot. ‘Lady…’ He growled as he grabbed her hair, jerking her head back. ‘Not only do I have a gigantic carpet cleaning tool, but rest assured, I know how to use. . That cunt, though -- it was probably the smallest thing on her, and it was some of the best shit he'd ever poked! Idly, he wondered if he could convince her to up some ass, too... "Whatchew lookin at?" Velma asked, looking up from the TV."You're takin' up mosta that direction," Ed rasped. "Want any chips, or anything?" Ah shouldn't eat."'No shit!' Ed brought the cans over and popped the tops, handing Velma hers, then wedged himself in on her left.Velma took a sip and wrinkled her nose, "Dis. I called her back right away. “You watched the fight?” I asked.“We did,” she confirmed. “Marty won big in his office pool. He bet on you. Barb seemed a little surprised by the relative size of your opponent. For that matter, so was I. He was huge. How did you prepare for that?”“The little guy that was in my corner...” I said lightly.“Yeah?”“He’s a Gurkha. Military trained. He’s got decades of experience fighting larger guys.”“Well, thank him for all of us for keeping you safe,” she said and. I can't help the signs of my own arousal, my heavy breathing, the goose bumps that pop up on my skin every time he gets me so close, and worse my own hardness. He may be a monster but he is good at what he does. He pulls out until just the head remains and I know what is coming because it happens every time, it's like he can't help but to do it. He spits on his cock and the in the crack of my ass and says “Cum for me slut, you know what will happen if you don't” With that he thrusts all of his.