He said he was 9" in the 9th grade and cause some fuss on the navy base his dad was on. Then he said enough of that and started to slide in m... ass while I lend over the railing smoking. Slow and steady he was tired I guess as I smoked my blunt moaning while I exhale. I finish the Blunt and start to push back. Then I hear a sliding door open. As he is Long stroking my ass. I look over my shoulder to see who is watching and I see a Tall 65 frail looking skeleton. I wink at him as Moan. "This is where the owner has me bring him to her." He said as he opened the lock.As we went inside, I saw a padded bench and several bales of hay arranged around the bench. I also saw a couple of clean towels, a blanket, and a jar of lotion sitting on a stand close to the bench. Just to look at it, no one would think anything about it, but I was looking closer. I could see there was a lot of use to the bench and that the hay was arranged in a certain way in order to have the horse on them with. After all, by the time he runs for Governor his son will have divorced your ass and he will try to ignore any references to his daughter-in-law the child molester. It probably wouldn't have much impact on his chances. At least, it won't unless it's a close race." But that isn't the end of it bitch. Those pictures will be floating around on the internet for the rest of your life. Pictures of you making love to a teenage black boy, pictures of you sucking my cock and fucking me, they will haunt. And then we were falling and I was on top of her. My right hand found her tit over the shirt and I was grinding myself now between her thighs. Her face was frantic with lust. I pushed my arms up to look down on her. But the play by play next door went on too.Frank: "Swallow that, slut. Yeah good girl."Beth: A pause, and then "Holy shit that was hot."Frank: A big whoosh or air came out before he said, "You give good head."Beth: "But oh my God your cock, I thought I was going to drown in your.