He was a slender but muscular manfrom years of hard labor of tending to the soil.60-year-old Bernice standing on the steps of the cellar said, "Fred, ...know you are worried but I don't want to lose you in this storm."Fred looked at Bernice with a haggard look and went down into the cellarwith Bernice. Inside the cellar, Fred stood there in his fadedWranglers and Wranglers Brushpopper shirt and his well-worn boots and hiswell broken in straw Stetson hat.From inside the cellar, they could hear. I heard the tinkle and clink of his belt and the zip being pulled. Then I knew he was really going to fuck me…His hand settled on my shoulder as his other guided his dick to me. He rubbed over me and lifted my T-shirt. My bare cunt and ass were open to him and he wasted no time. He played with me, running his cock over my ass crack and pussy. I could hear his sighs as he worked into my pussy. I braced myself as he plunged to the hilt. I screamed loud when he pounded at me. I did not mind the. She gently blows on my nipples, sending a shiver throughout my body, as I take a quick breath.Looking up at me, Heather asks, "Do you want me to stop?" No Heather, I have waited so long for this moment."She continues kissing her way back up and kisses me again. I moan into her mouth as our tongues seem to become one. Our breasts' press together, as Heather pushes her thigh between my legs."Go ahead Anna, rub your pussy against me until you cum."I slide my pussy along her firm thigh and rather. Anna hurried away down the stairs and stumbled down the steps after fumbling with the large front door.Marie Harper was just opening her door as Anna went past; as she took some equipment from her car she could see that the girl was very distressed. She sat in her car and waited, guessing by her dishevelled appearance that she was on some errand and would be back. Sure enough after about ten minutes she re-appeared, stumbling as she came. Marie left the car; she was determined to speak to her.