She was preparing breakfast and baking some bread also. Sunrays were coming from the kitchen window and falling on her body. She was looking fresh but...I don’t know whether it was due to good sleep or good last night fuck. Her body was shining and her underdeveloped breast was shine like prism and the scene was awesome and my tool was also responding well and lust was again on my shaft. I was feeling urge to suck her juicy lips. I moved towards her. She was still chatting on phone and caught her. My balls were on fire too.my cock ached bad. "Well after you passed out you were still hard. I needed to feel you inside me, so I climbed up on your cock and rode you for half an hour, and I lost count of how many times I came on you. Then you shot a huge load in me as I was shaking through a crazy intense orgasm." I started shooting my load in the redhead. It felt amazing. Ropes of cum flowing one after the other. She screamed, "fuck me like the slut I am! Filling my whore cunt! Give me your. I couldn’t imagine a guy knowing all the types of girlie products that were in front of me but who knows. There was a huge cabinet filled with luxuriously thick embroidered towels and first aid supplies as well as even more soaps, deodorants and creams. She even put in a row of perfumes, colognes and body powders for me to sample. I noticed that she had not forgotten feminine hygiene products like shavers and shaving cream, tampons and deodorants, and I blushed uncomfortably. There was an. It now seemed inevitable.The first sign that forces beyond your ken were in motion were those metal beetles which appeared in the sky. Goddess knows what their purpose was but they began to appear in numbers, perhaps a dozen flitting through the sky with that damned whirring sound they make. Several arrows loosed, one clattering off the gold and silver coloured carapace with little effect beyond a dip in flight. You quickly halted more wasted arrows, as it seemed the dove-sized devices were not.