It felt wonderful! He leaned forward over her back and grasped her breasts. Paula groaned with delight and pressed backward, trying to take him still ...eeper into her. ‘I…I’m not going to be able to wait long if…Ohhhhhhhh!!! Nowwwwwwwwww!!!!’ she groaned. ‘Nowwwwwwww, Bobby!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!’ Her body stiffened and she began to shudder when ecstasy once more swept through her. The rhythmic vibration of Paula’s opening around Bobby’s embedded cock was. I’m certain that I was not at fault but I guess I was stuck here for a while. I suppose there are worse places to be stuck as Helen was great entertainment, and if you discount Billy Bob’s stories which while interesting were very bizarre. Thus begins day three of my adventures in Little Beaver Creek, Georgia.I called the county highway office to enquire as to the condition of the roads. I listened to a recording giving a little encouragement that today would be better but not quite perfect. BB. Martha's fingers squeezed my balls and I felt the tubes under my sack yield precum and my cock throbbed. I started twitching my cock inside Ronnie and her torso stiffened.I watched her eyes. "Getting' good for Aunt Ronnie?"Her lips barely moved. Her whisper fluttered. "Yes... Oh yes." Aunt Ronnie like it dirty like this?" Yes... Yes."Over the next few minutes her eyelids fell lower and lower and then closed. Martha's hand moved from my balls to one of Ronnie's nipples. Martha toyed with it,. Once she was in position, I stepped forward and slowly, casually pushed her thong to the side and slid index finger inside her cunt. “Uncle!” she cried out as I slid into her. “Vardhi, how else can I find out if you are lying to me? You say you are a virgin but I need proof!” I barked as I slid my finger inside her. Oh God, she was tight! I moved my finger in and out, just a little and very slowly. Soon her body began to react instinctively and she began to get wet. My other hand began to undo.