"Oh god," she groaned as her insides moved in a different way. His cock was slightly curved, meaning it was scraping the front of her bowels this time...instead of the back.She let out a slight yip each time Randy slid all the way in but she refused to complain as much as she had about her sore cunt, lest he decide to switch back randomly. Randy seemed determined to have her as uncomfortable as possible. Tiffany reached around Lauren's waist and played with her clit a little. It helped turn her. She started again, and I felt my ass crack getting hit by something soft exactly from the middle. I couldn’t believe she was shitting on my ass crack. All of the aunty’s actions doesn’t seemed normal at all.She did just a round of it and then displaced herself from the seat. She took out a big piece of toilet paper from the roll at the side and handed it to me.“You know what to do of it son!” Saying that she turned around with her ass facing my face. I was in agony, and I closed my eyes in. "Uh-huh. Hold me." She turned her freckled face to mine.I don't know if she knew exactly how perfectly delightful I found her face but I knew. It was like somebody'd scanned my brain for every neuron that ever fired on 'cute' and then built HER to hit them. I had her in my arms. She was lying on me and our legs were entwined, and it was love."You're perfect," I said, planting little kisses on her face."I'm not, except to you," she smiled, "and you're perfect to me, an' that's the way it's. * * * * * * * * * *Rivers shifted gear as he weaved in and out of the traffic on theItalian Autostrada, heading east before beginning the drive southtowards Rome. He reached up adjusting the rear view mirror, catchingsite of Tanner's black jeep following behind in the distance. He took adeep breath and flicked a switch, the driver side window rolling down.The wind howled in his ear. It helped him focus.As far as they could tell, Antoinette had made off with Bravo team'sAgency.