On the particular day when the video was made, Carolyn was feeling pretty horny and she was a little tipsy. No way in hell she would agree to let me m...ke the video if she was sober. I had to tell her that I deleted it. Actually I just hid it from her. And it was very seldom she let me do her doggy, even though most of the time she had an intense orgasm when we did.We were watching the video and Carolyn was getting into it being pounded. I was surprise that little s*s was watching and seemed to. Not long did we wait before the silvery lightglistening on the surface of the dark sea,the life-giving, all-encompassing water,the sacred incarnation of the Goddess,revealed to us a naked girl,lying on her belly upon a wooden board,paddling with her arms towards the shore.Reaching it, she crawled off her primitive craft,emerged out of the water wading on her knees,and kneeling before us in the sandshe said she was sent to you as a gift,but asked for the privilege of being brought to you. ’ ‘Yes, well, perhaps everything happens for a reason. Perhaps only the good memories remain, those memories that keep the best company.’ ‘That would be nice,’ Toni Moretti said as he looked at his mother. ‘When does Margherita get off tonight?’ ‘Things are slow at the hotel. Perhaps in time to walk with us.’ ‘She would love that. But…’ ‘I know, I know, I will walk by the hotel on my way back to work and see if she is in. She has been too hard on Mama, and for too long.’ ‘Well, that doesn’t. "How is that?" Gloria said snottily.A smile graced Marsha's face. "I know what you mean."Pam strutted over to Gypsy's stall and unlocked it. She led the skittish pony to the center of the barn.Gloria gasped. "You kidding me?" Shit, no," Pam bragged. "When I get my ass reamed I want to feel the cum squirting up my hole." She stroked Gypsy's sleek coat. "Right, boy?"Gypsy flipped his head, his thick mane swishing over his neck and eyes. He nuzzled his wet mouth against Pam's small, pulpy tits."He.