”“Sure. What time?”“We’re headin’ out now. You know most of these niggas don’t hafta do none but smoke and drink for the rest of they li...es.”Lana smirked. She said, “I don’t want to drive my rental car to the bar. I can head back to my hotel and take a cab over.”“Shit! That crazy,” Corbin declared. “Tell me what hotel you staying at and the room number.”“I’m at the Dutch Royal on 23rd.”“I can come pick you up and then you just get a taxi back.”“Seriously?”“Hell yeah. What’s ya room number?”“Two. I have other people waiting. I shall call you.’ * * * Iona MacDonald stood at the front door of the house she grown up in, on the property her father had settled on and later had purchased and then sold years later to McKenzie Farmlands Corporation to finance the building of a deep sea trawler. It had grazed sheep but now ran cattle. Fiona handed over the key and Iona opened the door while her daughter warned, ‘Farm hands have been living in this house and the rear bedrooms were destroyed by. With you still holding your pussy lips wide, I lean closer and reach forward, stroking your clit briefly, then running My fingers along the inside of your pussy. “Well, My little slut, I see your nice little cunt is already getting wet for Me.” Then I push two fingers deep into your pussy, pushing them hard to make sure they are buried as deeply as possible and then wiggling them inside. A small moan escapes from your lips as I slowly work My fingers deep inside, but then you groan when I. I managed to get her upstairs and put her on her bed before going down and shutting the front door. I went back up and she was still asleep. I looked at her and my mind started imagining what it would be like to see her naked. This resulted in my cock getting even firmer than it was. I tried to force this thought from my mind and went back downstairs.It seemed that there was no way she was going to wake so I decided that I should get her out of her clothes so should would be more.