They went into easy, up to the knuckle, and she grunted as he brushed her G spot. He remembered how she liked it. He remembered her body better than h... knew he could. Taking her clit, sucking it and working it with his tongue, he finger fucked her, hitting her spot in perfect rhythm to the flicking of her rosebud. He knew it wouldn’t take too long now. He knew just how she liked it. ‘Oh god, oh baby, oh babyyyyyyyyy,’ she cried, and it rose and broke and turned into an orgasmic scream. He kept. Jackson. I haven’t seen you or any of your hands in a couple of days. If I had, I would have said something about them.”Obie wasn’t satisfied with that answer. “Why didn’t you bring them out to the ranch?”“Like I’ve told you before Mr. Jackson, Unless you or the sender pays extra, delivery outside of town is extra. And besides, the last time I brought your mail, your son started shoving me around. And I still haven’t been paid for that delivery. I talked to the line supervisor, and he told me. Mistress squatted, her knees parted by the thickness of her thighs. Latex creaked as her giant breasts hung free. The small bells on chains tinkled a merry tune. Juice leaked from her cunt like a river and dripped onto her spiked shoes as Mistress looked up at the woman who was painfully stretched on the cross shown on the huge television screen. Her other hand played for a moment with the engorged lips of her pussy and then pulled the hood of her clitoris back to reveal the stud that kept her. I never had a man lift me up with so little effort, but then again I had never been with a man as big as him. Still kissing him, his fingers now explored my soft pussy lips again finding my wet hole, and he now lowered me onto his cock. I cried out, I thought his fingers were big but his cock was twice the size. I muffled my shout by kissing him, sliding all the way down. He filled me so tight. I was held by him and he was fucking my tight pussy slowly but so deep. “I want you to come over my.