I didn’t think it could be possible it to feel any better, when I felt the palm of his hand …smack… pop against the cheeks of my naked butt. It ...tung with a combination of pain and bittersweet pleasure. I moaned with pleasure as his cock pumped in and out of my ass hole, and his palm …smack… continued to crash …smack… against my tingling …smack… butt cheeks. It was long until I felt him tense up as he cummed. After I removed his condom, I washed off the preachers limp cock with a damp. I had fantasized about taking a young lady to the Willow Cinema for ages but had given up hoping I would find a willing girl, that is until I met Layla. We met at a local club and on our first date she turned up in a long coat covering a low topped t-shirt and short tartan skirt, her long slim legs encased in black stockings. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, he lovely swish of sheer nylon, the glimpse of stocking top and the unmistakeable outline of a suspender belt showing through. She'd never do anything to Caesar; she probably loved him more than he did. She was just going to drive such a wedge between Tony and Caesar that he'd have to get rid of the animal. Ever since they got Caesar, she'd go and watch him earn his keep any time another breeder would show up with a mare. Her pussy would get wet. Her sizable nipples would harden. She'd discreetly as possible rub them against the top rail of the fence while she watched the show. Watching Caesar's. Never married, she’d given up and intended to move away from him, far away from California.“No more, Vince. No more.”He’d heard this lament before, countless times, and so, gave this warning short shrift.“Bun, c’mon, we have time yet. What’s the rush?”Her temper roiled, her tears welled, but, he did not see them, as usual marching ahead of her.He never saw nor talked to Bunny again the final four years of his life.His mother requested that his remains be brought back to Kansas for internment..
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