“Spit on your hand.” He said to me and I looked up at him in confusion. “I’m serious, spit on your hand and let it slide through.” I gathere... up some saliva with my tongue and drew it to my lips, then pushed it all out from between my lips and let it fall to the tip of his big head. I watched as the spit fell onto his helmet and draped down the sides and into the palm of my hand, then I wrapped my hand around his cock and twisted it to get all the juices all over. There was some slick liquid. “Gonna come.”“That’s it Owl boy, fuck that slut, come in her cunt.” He heard Swift snarl but ignored him. Instead, he watched the woman’s reaction to his imminent orgasm. She gave a slight smile.“Come in me,” she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the words as his control snapped. He rammed into her hard and deep, once, twice, on the third time he held himself in her cunt as he came.“FUCK YES!” He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a small shudder still clinging to. ‘Roger made it clear he didn’t want anything to do with the place, so he got Charlie to pay him his share of the inheritance by making him sell off quite a few of the fields. Anyway,’ she shrugged, ‘it was still a smallholding and there was plenty to do. There were chickens to feed and we had goats and a cow and grew fruit and vegetables and made jam. It was a wonderful place for kids.’ Melissa felt wistful, her eyes closing at the memory. ‘There was so much space. The orchard, the paddock, a. My fingers have found your left nipple which I constantly rub through the thin cotton.While our tongues play together, my fingers never leave your nipple. It’s clear you’re on heat, your little legs are fidgeting, your small body squirming against my nakedness as your passion takes hold of you. You haven’t stopped groaning since your nipple became my plaything, but now I think you’re near to cumming. You pull your mouth away from mine, breathless, lie on your back and cry out as you orgasm. I.