"He threw me to the floor."And while you're hanging with those sluts at that school, you remember who gets this pussy."He picked me up and threw me on...o a chair. He unfastened his pants and pushed them down, then he got on me and spread my legs."Grandpa, please," I cried. "You're scaring me." Am I," he asked, taunting. "Well I have something for you to be scared of."He pushed my panties asided and shoved into me fast and hard. I yelled and struggled to get away from him. He was fucking me like. ....The girls lay in there filth and sobbed brokenly .?............As evening came Martina moved across to the creek and stripped to her vest and drawers and bathed. She found the late afternoon sun pleasing and lingered over her hair. It was ordained by the Prophet that over clothes need not be worn during washing, as long as one was in the washing area of course. She carefully checked the area with her eyes and then quickly unlaced the vest. The laces on the drawers were next and it was for. Cum!! Yes!! Keep cuming!!!... Yes!! CUM IN ME!!! FUCK!! YessunhmmMMHHH!!" We were both covered in a sheen of sweet and breathing hard, but we smiled and laughed."Just like old times!" I said as I slapped her ass playfully. She sighed happily. I held her tightly against me, as deeply inside her as I could be, just enjoying the moment. We both closed our eyes as a few minutes passed by. Eventually our stomachs started yelling at us. "Guess you're hungry!" She laughed."So are you.." I nuzzled into. I couldn't blame them for that.I had a cock. I understood what it was like being hard.I was so erect when I walked into my dream professor's class. Mrs. Greene... The busty MILF was up front wiping clean the dry-erase board, her fine rump clad in a tight, gray pencil skirt. She turned around, her breasts bouncing in the flowery top she wore. Long-sleeved and buttoned all the way to her neck, but it hugged those lush and bountiful breasts.My pussy grew hotter. My cunt throbbed and ached. I.