It's mutual masturbation .. he has enjoyed the fact enjoy .. is repeated until you have the balls empty ..The bitch! she knew it was more than just a ...andjob .. but a long distance race ..We glue it in a cab .. larger than the other .. We considerate it passes hangers for our clothes to be free ..The cabin is dark .. Strip off .. we mutually in us feeling the tail .. Rather end the guy seems to have a tail of hell .. not like me .. but here does not seem to bother .. I'm back against the wall. I can’t control myself.”“Let me take control,” she responded.She rolled over and straddled me. She took the swollen head of my prick and rubbed it on her wet slit. Then she worked it into her pussy.She looked beautiful. The lake was behind her and the sun was over her shoulder. She planted her hands on my chest and rocked on my cock. Her gorgeous tits bounced up and down.“You feel so good inside me,” she moaned. “I feel so full.”I could feel her pussy muscles milking my cock. She’d ride it nice. Cameltoe lips with a large, thick clit that protruded about half aninch. Now for the breasts. I made them full, not too big, about a C cup.The areolas were about an inch and a half in diameter, and puffy, theyhad to be puffy. I made them puff out about an inch, with thick nipplessticking out about half an inch. I made them about as thick as my littlefinger.This image is a gorgeous, sexy woman. I was about to become her. I had araging hard on right now. Now for some lingerie. I placed a black. The screen door slammed shut and she jumped as if it was the shot she’d fired so long ago. It echoed in her mind and the smell of cordite burned in her nostrils. It had been his .45 that she had found hidden in the ratty folds of the his recliner and she remembered how her heart had pounded in her chest as she gingerly handled the silver gun, her dirty, bitten fingernails rubbing the long barrel as if it spoke to her. Security, it said. Freedom, it whispered. And she listened. The stairs going.