He shut my mouth with his lips and continued pounding.I shouted in his mouth literally with eyes wide open. My pussy was used to a 5 inch dick and her... it was being fucked by an 8 inches.He kept going in and out and soon the pain turned into pleasure.His muscular physique ensured he carried me while fucking me with my legs tied to his waist. I had never tried such positions but here he was fucking every inch of my pussy.We kept smooching and fucking when I had my 2nd orgasm and in no time he. I can't even call up the spells. But,kitchen magic? Farmer's magic? In that hat, we're making drinking water.Drink this lake water; you'll get sick. In that hat, I'm making salt."Yara shrugged. "If it works. Experiment in process."Yara sat at the end of the dock and centered. Then she tapped herfingers on the dock in a rhythm. She looked back to the house andwhispered, "Can you hear this?" She repeated the question, speaking in alow voice.The cat, sitting by the doorway, shook its head.Yara. That's what got her in trouble, and what I prayed would get her out of it. She always did do things her way."Martha, though, asked if she could meet all of us and see the company setup.Sandi saw no reason she couldn't and I agreed so we arranged to have Martha visit while Tanya, between school and work, was occupied elsewhere. Sandi and Martha showed up at 12 after they had toured the operation and Martha had met Lisa.Martha was a striking petite mocha skinned woman of forty some years who. "Jesus fucking Christ Jermain; she's a fucking trannie!" Ronnieexclaimed.The three men stared incredulously at the sexy mature woman who wastrying desperately to press herself into the wall. Ronnie kicked thedoor closed and locked it."Get your arse over here bitch!" he ordered.Michele cautiously walked over to the middle of the room. Ronniereached out and snapped on the ceiling lights so that he could get agood look at her. There was no doubt that the men were looking atransvestite and not a.