The thought of fucking not just a slut but a television personality slut had gotten me incredibly hard.I walked up to you and spread your butt cheeks..... I lubed up your ass and then placed the head of my cock against your tight pink ass. Entering you went surprisingly smooth, although the stories you had told me in chat about how you ass fucked yourself with your hairbrush should have prepared me for that.I pushed my cock all the way in, I could feel the dildo on the other side, filling up your. "Sit here on the floor, let me massage your shoulders a bit." I obeyed, sitting between her thighs. Her expert fingers started on my neck, a little into my collar onto my shoulders. She reached around and unbuttoned a couple of buttons. No groping, almost professional. When she hit my shoulders I knew I was gone. My whole body started to tingle from my scalp all the way to my feet. I unbuttoned the rest of the blouse and slipped it off. I grinned over my shoulder at her. "I'll give you exactly. Geophysics and geochemist experts would help us to define the age of the volcanic ash from the decay of the radioactive isotopes and other geologist expert would work with us to explain the ancient environment. We were proud, this time others would be the guests of our expedition. Everybody was grateful to Amy. Amy was glad to have been one of the organizers of this expedition. She told me several times she felt she was not unnecessary in the life.My daughters were before school age, so Megan. It’s a freakin’ blizzard.’ She stared with contempt at the television. ‘With all your advanced degrees, computers, and radar, you still can’t give an accurate forecast,’ she said continuing her tirade at the weatherman’s image. ‘It’s time to open the Farmers’ Almanac or to count the spots on the back of a beetle or to look to see how high the birds are building their nests. The animals know more about the weather than you do, moron.’ She was angry, but not with him. She was angry with her.