“Hate to tell you this, Dad, but you got the seats the wrong way round!” she stated as she lifted a green painted fingernail to her lips.“Damn, ...ou’re right…” he grinned as he stood up and scratched his head; “Ahhh… I guess I’ll just make a ‘love-seat’ then instead of a bench.”Anastasia looked again at the construction, “Ohh… a love-seat… the two seats are opposite so lovers can snog?” her arms unfolded and she inter-twined her little fingers in demonstration. “Okay, I see it now!”Jay gulped as. Carl?“Pardon me while I worship for a moment.”“Gee, Carl...”“You’re beautiful in ways I can’t describe, Sunny. This...” He kissed right at the beginning of my cleft, “is a work of art.”Another kiss, then a flurry starting at the top and working down. I realized I was holding my breath. I forced myself to breathe, then his tongue glided from the bottom, forcing the lips aside.“Mmmmm. So perfect...” and his mouth covered much of me, gently sucking, while his tongue explored and while I found. " Damn it, Frank! It doesn't matter what those perverts like! Jim's hurt and he's sure going to have a big shiner tomorrow. We need to help him." Those "perverts", as you call them, are my business, Helen. You don't complain about them when you look at our bank accounts," groused the gray-haired man. "This guy'll live." Jim, this is Frank Magi," said Helen as she threw a withering glance at him. "He's the owner of this establishment, and my husband."My head was throbbing and my stomach was. .fuck that’s good” he managed to say as he eased into her puckered flesh.“Mmm...stuff your stiff meat in....the plug has done its job”Hamish still found her tight. Fuck what a tight fit. He eased it in and out. So pleasurable. Her filthy responses still surprised him.“Oh shit...yeah that’s it....fuckin poke it ...poke it” insisted J’Arnie, “ ...in and out...oh god...you have one big dick...keep it moving...oh yeah...fuck me...that’s good...fuckin good...oh...oh...oh” and she was in the ribald.