”— High Hunter Wyse "The Heartless", the Fifth Chief of the Fenn HuntersTwo-hundred and seventy-one years ago, a baby boy was born to a simple fam...ly in the northern Mountains of Wyr. The boy was an average babe of an average weight and height, none too loud and none too handsome, and certainly none too special. They named the boy “Fenn”, as it was his father’s name and his father’s father’s name and so on - a customary decision among most of the mountain people. And as the legend goes, Fenn. As his tongue flicked in and out of her cunt he took two fingers and rubbed her clit as he finger fucked her ass. As he worked her ass and cunt over his cock was now getting hard again ready to get some pussy. He wanted to give her a lot more before he finally shoved his cock inside that wet fuck hole. He added another finger to her asshole and really began fucking it hard. She moaned and lifted her hips so he could get to her ass easier and then she grabbed his head and held it tight to her. William dipped his head down and began to suckle her left nipple. After a few moments, he was making noises like he was eating something that tasted wonderful as he suckled her nipple. Cherry moved her hands faster on his cock. He stopped suckling and looked in her eye, saying to her, "Keep that up much longer, Cherry, I am going to blow and I want to be in you when I do that." Cherry gave one last stroke and rose out of the tub. She pressed her body against his hard body and kissed him. Vo mere bare me kya sochti hogi. usne deepa ko kya bataya hoga lekin kuch nahi hua. aur aise pura week chala gaya.Dusre Saturday ko uska phone landline se aya aur me kuchh kahu usse pahele usne kaha ki kal dophar 2 baje tum is pate par ajana, itna batakar usne phone kaat diya. me sochta hi rahe gaya. me us se mafi magna chhata tha par usne muje ye kahne ka time hi nahi diya dusre din me tayar ho dophar 2 baje ki raah dekhta us se mafi magne ke bare me aur usse kia bat karunga vo soch raha tha..