“Oh fuck, I want it so bad. Give it to me. Pound my pussy baby. Own it. I want you to fill me. I want to feel you exploding inside me this time.” ...o much has changed just this afternoon that the dirty words don’t even surprise me as they leave my mouth.First, shock crosses your face, then excitement, and finally an animalistic determination. I feel your grip on me tighten. You keep one hand on my ass, the other to my shoulder. You pin me in position, holding me firm while your cock slams into. She all of a sudden took his full length in her throat pulling a groan from Alex. She worked his dick like a pro while he was running his fingers through her hair. I knew what he was feeling with her warm mouth and throat all around your cock. The twisting motion she does with her hand at the base of your shaft as she professionally works your dick. I saw he was getting close to cumming and he knew it too. He was trying to pull away from her mouth in an attempt to fuck her, but she grabbed his. Well, Spring Flower was not going to be shooting at any but very short ranges, so she would have an excellent opportunity to hit her target where it would do the most good.As it happened by what was becoming my reputation for outstanding good luck, I was out on a one-day scouting mission when I ran across a victim of a Comanche attack. This was a White man who had been driving a small enclosed wagon. He was literally a traveling salesman, and I found that the contents of his wagon were. I lowered myself on to her, partly taking my weight on one hand and continued to work on her mouth and tongue with my own. I used my other hand to fondle her breasts, fairly roughly, and then massaged my way down her body to her cunt. I played with her clitoris and rubbed and thrust at her pussy lips until she was moist and wide open. When I figured that she was sufficiently aroused I lifted myself off her."Turn and lie face down." I ordered, "I'm going to do it from behind this time." No I'm.