Her pussy literally squirt juices 3 feet away. He asked her if she had been fucked before and she said yes. He told her she acted like it. Her cheeks ...et red. He asked who had fucked her. She told , in between kisses,about how her gymnastics coach helped her do special stretches and he has given her special massages for years now. He asked if her parents knew. She said she thought so but as long as She is on her way to the Olympics they didnt care. He shoved his finger into her tight pussy, He. Wasn't Roland playing host to one, right this minute?Not only was Haflor feeding Roland energy, but he was sending it to the horse as well. Since the horse was doing all the work, transporting, Haflor was keeping it fed with energy and the ability to move. If the horse was not comfortable, then at least it moved well over the disaster that was termed a road.Haflor was getting excited. He communicated that they were getting close. Just a couple more days would put them very close indeed to the. .. take you that way?” Jessica teased Darrell now, clearly eager to watch her father get butt-fucked as he clearly desired.“Well, how about this? I only do that to him when he’s ... home for now. I don’t want to humiliate him. If he’s home, whether clothed, naked, or in panties, I’ll ram it deep up his cornhole and make him my bitch like he’s my cellmate. With plenty of lube, of course. That goes for the rest of you, too. Simon says no pegging Darrell if he’s out on the town. He has to be home. Then I opened my robe, let it fall to the floor and turned my back to him."Let's go into the bedroom."I felt his eyes burning a hole in the fine silk of my peignoir, particularly in the area of my sashaying butt cheeks. He followed behind me, and when I made a detour toward the bathroom, he followed me."I'm going to pee, Sandy." That's OK, Sue; I'll just watch."Is this guy kinky or what? He's as bad as his old man.I pulled up my peignoir, sat down and began to empty my bladder. Rather than just.