’ Harlan told him, the rage clearer and ready to let go, but held back from being directed at Eamon. Eamon went with the men and was given a bowl of...stew and a cup of ale, along with a large chunk of bread. He sat with them and talked of what he saw and where he fished. Eamon was quite happy to have the company after a long ride alone, when his travelling companion broke off and travelled further north to see his cousin. Harlan had his captain and his two lieutenants join him for a walk. He. Twice in just two days, he got to fuck that fine bottom of his girlfriend’s. She really was a cougar and she was HIS cougar, down to that wonderful asset of hers, her glorious booty. She felt very tight, too, as he pushed in and out of her hot hole. This felt amazing, just as it did the day before. He loved the heat. He loved the friction. He loved the tightness. He loved the slick feeling of her lovely backdoor around his cock. He loved how aggressive he got to be and how enthusiastically, how. I am naked here. I need my clothes,” but she ignored me and continued on her way.She came back in a few minutes later with a bowl of stew full of unidentified meat, carrots, and potatoes in thick rich brown gravy, handing it to me. I wanted to ask what the meat was but decided it was best that I not do so. I just hoped that they were not cannibals but decided if they were they would have probably killed and barbequed me. Taking a small bite I found it quite tasty and soon I had finished. She'd been waiting all of her life and she didn't want to be too bold. They'd all think she'd been lying about her lack of experience. After all, there hadn't been a maidenhead or any blood.Phil lived in a large apartment building, but Stacy found out later there were stables at the back of the property. When Phil parked, Stacy told the rest to go on and get out of the car. They got out without asking any questions and Stacy wiped and blotted her wet pussy the best she could. She made a little.