.. Oh fuck!...I'm cumming!...cummminnggg!" She grabbed my wrist, holding it tightly to her breast. The muscles in her neck tightened, her face flushed... then her neck and chest. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her heels kicking me as she went totally rigid. "Nnnnggaaa."Her cunt muscles tried to crush my cock, tightening around my shaft as I plowed into her, deep and hard. "Cum for me!" she pleaded, "Fill my cunt with your seed!....I need it!... Jesus you're so big! ..I love it." Nnnnggghhh!. Everyone’s quiet up here, where some couples are massaging each other in a large bedroom, and we sit down on a bed woven from bamboo straw. We feel the mist of the waterfall breezing in, and it cools her dark, oily skin. I’m loving the light scent of her musk, as she undresses me, and I put my hands inside her robe. “When Eros dreams, our boundaries break down for a little while,” she says, in a giggling manner. “This place is out by the rapids. But there’s a whole city at the center of the. After that day, he encouraged me to dress like that again. But then, he did clarify what to eat, "Pancakes."So we ate. I wasn't thinking much about the food; I was thinking about what was coming next. I must have been leaving a puddle on the seat. Good job those old vinyl chairs were waterproof. Your Dad enjoyed the breakfast, and he looked a lot more awake after that. His twr was awake the whole time, and looking most tasty of all. I cleaned the things away while he contemplated matters. He. The ladies had decided that a picnic lunch was a vital part of any target shooting exercise, and the kitchen had been a hive of activity as they laboured to provide the feast. The aroma coming from the box in the cargo area of Stevie’s truck got my juices flowing again as we left the house and headed out to survey my property. After explaining the day’s activities to the girls, Stevie said there was an ideal shooting range in the southern corner. Sitting up front with Stevie I marvelled at what.