She knocked softly on the door, but the loud gasps and moans drowned out her quiet knocks. Sandra's heart beat a little faster as she thought about wh...t she was about to do. She yanked the door open as loudly and as quickly as possible, and pushed the noisy cleaning cart into the room. "Yes! So close! ... Just a little more! ... What's going on? Keep going! " The woman, who was in her mid fourties, was obviously enjoying being fucked by a well built man who HAD too be twenty years her junior.. .. Kohatsu, the diesel engine and implement supplier, would sell us fuel in refillable seven gallon yellow plastic jerrycans at half the price ... and we could keep the drums. Even better, they delivered ... so. Instead of refueling our tanks, we bought the 24.5 liter containers and lined the bulwark safety lines with them, nicely lashed in.The girls headed for the street markets and bought local. While at the dock we washed the vegetables in fresh water and hung them in bunches and netting. After she adjusted to the invasion, he began to ease it in deeper. Pretty soon, his pubic hair and hers met. He was in all the way and just seemed to try to shove it deeper without withdrawing at all. I thought he was already filling her with his cum.After a couple minutes, he started to fuck her by taking his cock about half way out and then slowly shove it back in until he bottomed out. I was watching from about 3 feet away, but moved closer so I could get a better look. I will never forget. Slowly he slipped his hands down to the buttons on vest and unfastened two of them, only one button kept me from being completely naked to the waist. I moaned in pleasure as he slipped a hand inside my vest to play with my throbbing nipples. His touch was just too much for me; I slipped a hand inside my skirt to finger myself. Before leaving me to make one last trip around the classroom to wish everyone happy holidays, he took my free hand and slipped it inside my gaping vest, placing my.