Anyhow, he just didn't want to put forth the effort to becreative and keep her, so he only got to fuck her a dozen or so times. ??????????? ??????????...? Hepunched her pretty good more though. And used a belt whip on her lots. At leasthe got some of it right, assuming most of it was across her budding tits andwelted her crotch.??????????? AsI said, if he'd had the smarts, he'd still have her nipples to bite, whichbrings me to my next gripe about his lack of imagination, how totally. I never lose my cool like this… I am still pacing, but getting a handle on myself now. In many ways It is the Daddies fault when his boy fucks up, and I have to accept that he just needed more training.I go to a chair and settle in to it’s comfortable embrace… I sit for at least ten minutes without speaking, boy knows better than to speak first. At least the fuckhead has learned something.I am considering that this will be the last time we will be together. I cannot allow my time and energy go. They had a lot of fun smoothing out the road. They even added a modest rest area in one of the larger gaps, and underneath one of the cliffs that would protect the travellers from bad weather.The bowl was a good 12km across and they had to skirt the huge lake. They decided to drop crystals at strategic locations and pave small sections of road to see what would happen. They would do the passage on the other side the following day. From there it would be an easier trip down and only seventy odd. ‘Cum for me, Baby! Cum!’ you command. And I do… My cum is sprayed from the glans in thick, hot jets, as my cock is thrust deep within you pressing against the hard ring of your cervix. In spasm after spasm, your vagina is filled with my cream. My breathing is noting more than ragged gasps. I shake uncontrollably but cannot remove myself from you. Your vaginal muscles clamp tightly around my shaft. You near a climax brought on by your index finger alternately compressing and releasing your hard.