The duel was to take place in the forest of Chantilly, very close to where Manuela lived. This site was often used for duels because the large trees p...anted on a land clear of underbrush allowed the combatants to move freely and the witnesses to have a good view of the fight. When she arrived, Manuela noticed that the fog, very common to these parts, lifted quickly but that the leaves were still damp. The four witnesses and Nathalie, who was becoming restless, were already waiting. Manuela had. Actually he felt that his in- laws were being altogether too mysterious about wherever it was they were taking him. He half-suspected that the wildest thing they could think of would be an illicit bingo parlor presided over by a bunch of old ladies holding long, thin cigarette holders and dressed a la 1930's.The large metal door was opened by a greasy-looking fat man with a black mustache. Arnold immediately pulled off a roll of bills and Steve gasped to see him pass the little man three. “Fuck my Mommy-slut's cunt and breed her, Clint!” Stefani wiggled atop me, rubbing her asshole into my mouth.I sucked on her anal ring while the pleasure flooding through my flesh from my pussy. It was so hot hearing my brother fucking the MILF. He pounded her, slamming into her cunt while she feasted on me. Her finger jammed into my asshole, the velvety delight surging through me.My tongue probed against Stefani's sphincter. I wiggled it inside as Clint's cock plundered over and over into Mrs.. He gripped his cock firmly, squeezing his balls and coaxed one final jet of cum into his mouth. The remaining twitches produced only diminishing dribbles that trickled onto his tummy. Tense muscles finally uncoiled and he sighed with exhaustion. With a wet slurp, Beth withdrew her rubber cock from Bobby’s gaping asshole. Unbuckling the harness, she dropped the strap-on onto the bed with a muffled thud. Graceful as a cat, she lowered herself face to face with her son, sensual lips pursed as.