She said, ‘YES, Unhuhhhhhhhh.’ The last syllable stretched out to a long purr deep in her throat. She grabbed my head and pulled me away and up ov...r her. ‘Now, I need you NOW! Fuck me NOW!’ Her head fell to one side as my cock plunged inside her, Her eyes rolled back in her head and her lips mumbled something incoherent. I was beyond the point of gentleness or tenderness. I pounded deep inside her, thrusting the full length of my rock hard cock in her grasping pussy. I heard the squishing sound. " He chucked a small bottle at Suzanne. In an effort to catch the small canister, she had to jerk her head so fast her cigarette fell to the ground. She didn't notice.She inspected the tiny object. It was the size of a liquor store flu-shot, those small sips of alcohol that a patron buys cheaply. They were also prevalent in mini-bars in hotel rooms that Suzanna had stayed in on business trips. The label looked homemade, like someone had used a very basic software and stuck label paper in a. ” And she did for a few minutes until I pulled out the two inches of dick from her ass and grabbed the power screwdriver and drilled the screws in further. “Fuck! That hurts. Please stop! I can’t handle this anymore!” “Keep begging sweetheart. That’s the fun part.”I got back behind her and she tensed up. “No, you can’t go back in there. I can’t handle it!” I pressed my dick against her asshole again and she tried to tense up more. Smacking her ass, she jumped and then screamed from the pain.. "Junie Moonie, I'ze bored." Jimmy Moonie, I'ze bored, too." What sort of trouble can we get away with?"I looked at her ... she looked at me..."Road trip!"I called Mom. "We're going away ... be gone at least a month ... probably longer." Driving? or flying?" Both I think. I'll drive to Lansing ... June can fly the Beech turbo Queen Air down to Franklins. She needs her thousand hour teardown ... Not June ... the Beechcraft." Call the state and check road conditions." Yes mother." Clean underwear.