I eased his underwear down to show his entire cock. The picture he sent did not do justice to his 9-inch beautiful cock. I could not help myself and s...arted to suck the whole shaft, it was so hot. I looked up and K was and fingering herself, I could hear how wet she was. I asked her if she wanted some. She said yes, climbed onto his face in the 69 position and we both started to suck his cock. She was moaning, he was eating her so well. She pulled her mouth off his cock and said to me she had. ......Halt! Was ist das f?r ein dunkler Fleck gleich neben der Quelle?............Eine H?hle!Eigentlich ein guter Ort zum Verstecken, wenn sie gross genug ist.Ich werde hinein gehen, aber erst mal was trinken.......Ahhhhhh!....... Es gibt nichts Besseres, als frisches Quellwasser.Und jetzt ab in die H?hle............."RRRRRooooow!"......... "rroow ......... rrow ......... row..........!"............Ein starkes Echo, die H?hle muss gross sein. Ist doch ideal.Musste aber dieses Gebr?ll. Closing her eyes, she undressed him beneath the tree and let the fantasy enter her mind. She could hear the murmur of his voice resounding in his chest, but she had stopped listening. In her mind, they were in another time and another place. “I want you,” he whispered in her ear, as she slowly slid his shirt over his head. She smiled at him, not saying a word but continued to undress him in the grassy field. The soft moon shone overhead and she saw the small tufts of hair on. We doggies like to mark our territory.As I've already mentioned, Brenda wasn't very social. She'd had very few visitors, and no houseguests, in the time I'd been living with her. "Me and Brenda are living together," I thought to myself, deliciously. I knew that, despite our single incident of intimacy, Brenda didn't think of it in exactly that same way. It didn't matter. Let me just think my doggie thoughts. Let me just think of myself as a four-legged Hugh Hefner.All I needed was a pipe and a.