She spreads her pussy for me while I make my way to her clit. Lashing my tongue all over her sweet pussy making her moan as she grabs a hold of my hea..., shoving my face harder on her pussy and I can tell she's getting closer to cumin. I slide my fingers into her tight, wet pussy. I can feel her pussy getting tighter and her breathing getting heavier. She moans louder, telling me she wants it harder...faster. I do just that, banging her with my fingers deep in her pussy and licking her hard on. My husband didn't like waiting so I always prepared things in advance, just in case he might arrive home early for a change.The following morning the Daily Sun was there as usual and I quickly forgot yesterday's disappointment. I had just opened up the paper and started on my first cup of coffee when the doorbell rang. A bit surprised I wondered who it might be and when I opened the door I was none the wiser. A boy, fifteen, maybe sixteen years old with fiery red hair stood there looking down. R: Good slave!Jab maine patti utari main dekh ke shock ho gaya. Ghar bohut bada tha aur usme slave ke liye sare intazam kiya hua tha. Main ghar dekh raha tha tabhi ke zor daar thappad pada gal par aur main gir gaya.R: Sale kutta teri aukaat ko dhyan mein rakh. Sala tu kutta hai char pair pe khada rahe aur woh bi sar juka ke, randi.Main: Ji, malkin.R: Good. Ab se 1week tak tu wahi karega jo main bolungi ok?Main: Ji malkin.R: Chal kapade utar apneMain dar gaya kyunki aaj se pahele main abhi kisi. Devonsville was a small town. The business district was about a block long, with maybe fifteen small stores. Behind that was pretty much nothing ... a few acres of field, and then the treeline. The houses, the rest of the town, started a few hundred feet on down.Clipper saw a man, standing in the field. He saw two more, as he passed further down the building. To his amazement, the men all had their hands in the air. Not real high, he noticed, about elbow high. Like they’d been doing it a long.