Taking my hand she ran it across her ample hand and a half size tits, down her stomach and between her legs. Curling my fingers, she took my index fin...er and ran it slowly into her crease. My finger tip felt warm and sticky with her juices. With a sharp inhale, she slipped my finger inside her pussy.My eyes must have looked like bread plates, as I felt her. Soft, warm, and so wet. She let out a faint moan as she pushed my finger in and out of her, faster and faster. She started to buck in bed,. I took a nice long shower, debating on whether or not I felt like jacking off to relieve some tension. Ultimately I figured that I had all day and I’d enjoy it more in the afternoon once I was done with all my errands. Since no one would be home until dinner time I had the bedroom all to myself. Or so I thought.I didn’t hear anything at all when I was in the shower, but I guess Monica had someone made her way into my room without me knowing. When I stepped out of the shower, I grabbed my towel. After that, he just kept running until, almost totally exhausted, he discovered a ditch where they could hide.It was a good thing he stopped, because Lannie was waking up, and she was pissed.“Why did you shoot me, you Horak!” she croaked at him.She had meant to scream at him, but a sorrowful croak was the best she could manage until her throat healed.“That was an Arcadian!” Sy whispered hoarsely at her.“No stoke, Heimlick!” Lannie spat at him. “I noticed! There are two more! That’s one. Her up and downs ‘shined’ in the candle light like the sphinx in the sunlight. Mysterious! Beautiful! And romantic! She had a perfect body that inspires ones imagination. Her eyes were the pot of passion and the trembling lips resembled the cherries swinging in the breeze. The most exciting parts of her body were the vagina; it was the moon light coming through the woods, and the smooth thighs of butter. I still remember its taste and aroma of her vagina! I stared her for minutes with full of.