‘Your robe, sir.’ Jacobi appeared with a soft cotton robe and Withers covered himself, getting back into the cart and letting the young man take h...m over to the tent. Cook stood guard outside, her apron starched and clean and her smile welcoming. ‘Hello, Peter.’ ‘Hello, Edithe. What did I do to deserve this?’ ‘You’ll have to ask my mistress.’ Cook turned and entered the tent, standing aside so that he could also enter. At the head of the table sat a beautiful woman, her golden-brown hair piled. Uh, uh, uh… so good.”She finally let go of her legs and wrapped them behind me. Some day, if they continued to grow, those legs would be locking ankles and really give a man a wonderful fucking. She was much more active in her body moving under me, too. As I thought about it in my later years, Mary had probably had so much more experience and knew exactly what movements made her feel best.Maria, on the other hand, was trying everything she could to get my cock in just the right place for. It was impossible to say whether Susan was having one continuous orgasm or a multitude of them cascading through her cunt into her body.Finally, Jack's knot collapsed and he withdrew. Susan was still conscious, but it was hard to say how rational she was. When Jack started to lick the cavity leading to her fuck hole, she could feel it, but she was too far gone to know where the sensations were coming from. All she could tell for sure was that she hoped that the feeling would never stop.. I moved over to him and layed next to him on the floor, and started to scoop the spunk from my chest and lick it off my fingers, I leant over and kissed him full on the lips, and let him taste his own cum from my tongue, he then blew me away with what he said, “sit on my face bitch, I want you to cum all over my face” and then pulled hard on my spunky nipples and then sucked his fingers, “I,m full of your cum, and you want me to sit on your face” I asked shocked,“mmm, at least its my SPUNK.