Here is my personal cue, which I give to the winner just as your grandfather gave you his.’ I turned to Glen and said, ‘Here are our two cues, bot... retired. I will pay for it, but have a special break proof case made and put them over your bar on permanent display. You can tell the story, of how Montana Jake the third, won his wife and retired those pool cues. You can even get the story on T.V. and in the papers which can be good publicity for you.’ I was right, it was in the press all over the. He pulled out and more saliva poured from her mouth covering her face and getting into her hair. He moved closer and wiped his saliva coated cock across her face, smearing her spit all over her face. He rubbed his balls across her face. "Lick my hairy nuts, slut!" he said. Beth licked and lapped at his nuts eagerly loving the sweaty musky taste of man flesh. He moved a little further forward and straddled her face forcing her to lick his perineum and asshole. In return, he reached forward and. He knew she wasn’t going to go anywhere now. From “hold her down” to “what a buttslut” in 30 seconds? Willa tallied that factoid on her mental leaderboard as a new record. As he cleared out of the way to retreat back into the inky shadows of the alleyway and allow his superior to have his way with this Amish hooker’s tight tailpipe, Willa heard a tinny voice squeak out from somewhere in the direction of her fan club.“ –-dick in her behind? Does that feel different than– Well, y-you know, the. Maybe he didn’t enjoy it as much as I thought? I replayed the scenes over and over in my mind, getting more worked up with every thought. I rubbed my hand casually over my body, thinking of his touch. With every pull and tug on my nipple, I thought of his mouth at my breasts, suckling and lapping at them. I made a few passes at my pussy. It was hot and not just a little wet. My finger softly stroked around my clit, moving the plump flesh that encased my hot, wet hole. I thought of how it.