Imagining your licking my pussy,swallowing all my cum juice.You fuckin pervet.your eye,s open,your leg,s still closed tight.You look up ward,I know yo...r thinking,if her pussy tasted this good,her tight little ass hole,must taste even better.You look down and stare at me.all the time in your mind your turning me around ,I see you squirm,wanting a taste of my brown sugar.You filthy old whore.You turn side way,s,cover yourself .knowing your so close to licking my brown sugar out of my ass hole.I. He looked pretty comfortable. He was cutting logs like crazy. A doctor had given her whatever she'd given him.I decided she was right. I needed a shower.As strange as it might sound, the shower wasn't weird. That's because it was one of the fantasies I had had about Mrs. Carson. And the reality was remarkably like the fantasy. There were lots of hands sliding all over slippery, wet bodies, both hers and mine. There were lots of bodies rubbing against each other. There was lots of kissing. She. ’ The bluffs were passing by on the port side. A sheer cliff straight up for well over 100 ft. It was a deep part of the river and a bend in the rivers twists and turns. The mix of coletche and granite made them colorful and pleasant to gaze upon. They came upon Turtle Cove and pulled the house boat into its small opening dodging the monumental cypress trees that hid it from plain view. If you didn’t know the river, you wouldn’t know it was there. Zig zagging into it’s open lagoon, Sam pulled. I tweaked it and Brittney convulsed with beginnings of a huge orgasm. I pulled my dick from Brad's mouth and stuck into Brittney's. She immediately grabbed my my ass and pulled me forward desperately craving my cum sliding down her throat! I was not going to cum in her mouth again. I wanted to fuck her. I pushed her on to her back on the carpet, sped her legs apart and placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed in the length of my cock and made her cum with a turn of the dial..