The hot fertile fluid forced its way past her cervix and into the deepest regions of her uterus. His cum was spurting over and over again. He ejaculat...d long and powerful jets of cum into the the mature Tully daughter and his cock throbbed and pulsated as he ejaculated his cum over and over again. His hands held her hips and ass tightly against him with his cock buried to the hilt. His massive balls twitch and writhed against the back of her thighs. His mouth found hers as he came again and. The frustration of her pussy being tickled over a long time and not being able to get herself off was probably one of the reasons for it. But that couldn't be the sole reason.Perhaps she liked being dominated.The thought sent a chill through her. No. She was being forced to have sex with this stranger. She was being raped. Yet, she was enjoying the sex, even craving it on most levels. The pleasure she was experiencing now was far more intense than she had ever felt before. It was impossible to. It wasn’t long before April returned, looking every bit as agreeable walking toward him as she had walking away. Her body, though very full, was rounded in all the right places. Her firm breasts hardly moved as she walked. Her nipples were huge, surrounded by large pink areolas. Her skin was pale and smooth. April returned to the bed and slid in next to Bobby. ‘It’s nice you don’t have to leave right away, isn’t it?’ she said, her hand trailing down his body toward his middle, striking sparks. . She looked ten years younger. "Is Rachel sick?"Clem shook his head. "Nope. She's pretty much stopped eating to save money. Says Art and I have a better chance of gettin' work if we ain't wasting away..." He sighed. "Not that it's helped." So she's starving herself?" The woman has an iron will," Clem sighed, "at least where she herself is concerned. It shames me that I haven't found shit to do." What DO you do?" I asked."Carpentry, landscaping. Art's a plumber's assistant." Can you hang.