Mai chhatpata rahi thi to usne mujhe sakhti se pakad rakha tha.Munh se gooon gooon ki awaj hi nikal parahi thi. Gawlekar ne merenitambon ko faila kar ...ere guda dwar par apna ling sataya. Fir age kior ek tej dhakka lagaya.uske ling ke age ke hissa mere pichhe jagahbanate huye dhans gaya. Meri halat kharab ho rahi thi. Aankhen baharki or ubal kar a rahi thi. Kuchh der usi position me ruka raha dardhalka sa kam hua to usne dugne weg se ek aur dhakka lagaya. Mujhelaga mano koi mota moosal mere. He entered her still slick cunt with one thrust – thanks Irene’s slit still being slick – and fucked her like a rabbit. A minute later Irene had today's load #6 in her womb.She hadn’t been prepared for this and only wanted to talk to him. So she was caught cold and not even aroused.Nonetheless she had a loving feeling inside. His b*o had mounted her so many times today and her boyfriend had nothing. So this was only fair. And from what she had learned in the last days, it was a natural woman's. It was 250 road miles to Nimule. With the trailer Andy estimated that the truck would get 8 to 10 miles to the gallon and had twin 60 gallon fuel tanks, so fuel would be no problem.I estimated that it would take at least 6 hours to get there by truck at the best, four more to unload, 6 more to get back and that was if everything went well.Andy chose the people to make the trip and put things in motion to make it work. The truck left to fuel up. Boomer and the guys were back with lumber on top. My face blushed and fear started to shiver my hands not knowing the consequences. She said he is my husband and I was speechless in fear on seeing his wild face.He is about 45 black and rude looking chap in pant and shirt and slippers. I knowing nothing of my fate stammered and said can we go. He said yes. Never spoke anything till we came to the road for an auto. Finally I asked can we go to the beach, he said ok no problem. She was not at all talking. I suspected this may be the gang.