’ ‘I don’t carry a gun if that’s what you mean?’ ‘What’s in the back of the truck?’ ‘Some diving gear…some fishing stuff.’ ‘Li...e what…anything we can use as a weapon? Think, what have you got?’ Juan thought for a while and then smiled, ‘I’ve got an old boning hook and an inline circle hook amongst the stuff back there. Nasty things if you get them hooked into you, especially the circle hook. Once it’s in the flesh it has a barb that will rip as it comes out. Put it on a coil of rope or fishing. But aunty was too experienced for that.she whispered she wouldnt loose me.i could feel her pussy juices flowing down my shaft.it felt great.great that i was fucking my aunty and great that she wanted me.she told me to hold on and tell her to stop if i felt i was ready to cum.i guessed she knew how young guys were.all too ready to shoot.especially when the oposition arent quite ready.she grabbed the base of my cock really hard.she whispered that should delay if for another while.she took my. Her complexion was dark, her cheekbones wide, her mouth a crimson slash across her jaw. Her eyes flashed under heavy lashes. Her cunt-bush was a wide jungle of tangled curls that spread over her pelvis. Her tits were heavy, yet firm, standing as if inflated and capped by huge, brown nipples. From her slender, silver-chained waist, her hips spread out generously and her legs were shapely and unblemished. Her ass was high and muscular, the sort of driving, churning ass that seemed to have been. This time when she parted her thighs to pull him into her, there was nothing to stop their flesh from contacting. The kiss deepened and he made a satisfying noise in the back of his throat. Stacey wrapped her fingers around his silken length, taking matters into her own hands, guiding his path. At first she placed his substantial head at her opening and skirmed as they continued to kiss, enjoying Ryder's roaming hands on her taut breasts, the beat of her own blood in her ears. She was.