As now my chest presses against your back I reach down and grab myself and guide myself into you. And you are so wet I slide deep into you immediately... You instantly gasp as I fill you. My pace quickens but you say nothing but I hear your breath. I feel your tightness cover me as the curve of my hard shaft hits your g spot with every thrust. Sweat building on my back from the heat of our bodies and covers. I continue to thrust. Smooth strong strokes in you I hear your breath quicken and you. The men grumbled and shuffled away. 4 And so began a tedious routine. Carlotta would hop up on the desk, her bottom covered with bandages, and I would check to make sure her clitoris was still there. It took me a week to get past her throat. The next week, for some reason, I though her right nipple was her pleasurenut. The week after that I was sure it was her left nipple. The following week I focused on her belly button. “At least you’re getting closer,” Carlotta said. And then, like she had. No pun intended. He couldn't wait to see the look on Alessia's face when she caught sight of this stick of meat, nor could he wait to see the look on Todd's face when he saw Chad's piece. Chad jumped into the shower, a vertical spa, one of those with the multiple shower heads, and the one that was halfway down the wall, was aimed at his pulsing erect cock. The sensations were sweet, to say the least. The pulsing stream of water on his throbbing cock was almost more than he could stand. . McCoy remembered all he’d done to that engine. He’d bored the cylinders out to .060 oversize and put all new oversize valves and a full-race roller-camshaft in it. Then he had the heads shaved down .040 to increase compression even more. That thing sounded like a log loader in the woods when it idled, but when he gave it gas, it purred, growled, and pawed at the ground.Rev. McCoy knew in his heart that Joshua Crandle was a moonshiner, but that was between him, the law, and the Lord. All he was.