Her nipples were now rock hard and showing. the sweat ran down her spine and into her ass, her big strong ass. Taylor loved ass. some times she wonder...d how she ever got out of the house. if you had an ass like Taylor's you'd never go out. you'd just stay in and play with it all day and night and get super horny; super horny like Taylor.suddenly, Taylor remembered the the giant carrots George had bought at the market. her coochy twitched. it didn't matter how long she'd been in the saddle, she. Before he can answer I start to have a long, slow and very exciting orgasm as Kerri obviously turned on by the conversation inserts a finger in me as she licks my cunt in a frenzy.“I want to fuck you while you give Kerri a blow job.”“And so you shall,” I reply thinking about how we can make that happen.“Be back in a minute,” Kerri smiles as she takes her bag and goes to the next room.When she returns she is wearing a light-weight knee length black coat, heels and black stockings.“You two are. While researching for his latest paper, Ryan unearthed an old book, at least two thousand years old he suspected, in some dark, forgotten corner of a library in the middle of nowhere in a former Soviet Bloc country. This tome was written in the now-dead Sumerian language but luckily Ryan could read it. The ancient book told of another dimension separate from our own, a place where demons, spirits of pure unrestrained evil dwelt.The book revealed secrets long forgotten by men, secrets probably. He arrived at the house where Joan lived, parked in the driveway, got out of his car, and walked up onto the back porch. His colleague opened the door when he came up on the porch and smiled at him. ‘Hi, Eldon,’ she said softly. ‘Hi, Joan,’ Eldon replied. He knew his throat felt tight and wondered if his voice sounded as funny to her as it did to him. Joan had an attractive, fascinating face and captivating smile. Her dark hair was done up in a simple, but pretty, style. She had Native American.