And she could bake a cake! She grinned as she remembered her grandmother telling a pair of visitors (cousins she hadn't been particularly happy to see... on her doorstep, 'You should'a called! If'n I'da knowed you was comin' I'da baked you a cake!' meaning, of course, if she'd known those two were going to suddenly show up on her doorstep, she'd have made sure she was in the next county when they arrived. She smiled, a bit sad as she remembered her Dad's parents.Remembering one set of. "Take it easy," Roberta hissed back. "But hurry!"Les was about to complete the insertion of his hand into Roberta's voracious cunt.Amy wanted to watch a real live in-the-flesh--in more ways than one--fist fucking."Now," Roberta groaned. "Now--hurry! NOW!" Alright, baby," Les growled back at her. "Here--it--COMES!"He thrust his arm forward. His entire hand slipped slowly into the brunette's hungry cunt, right up to the wrist.Roberta's thighs shook and threatened to give way. She screamed into. “I know! Our Mistress is so sexy!” Zanyia said then purred loudly.My hands roamed my body know, caressing it like a lover’s. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I felt my juices trickle down my thighs as I maneuvered my body to the song, letting it dictate how I shifted my hips, moved my feet, and caressed my flesh. I tweaked my nipples. I squeezed my tits. I cupped my curving ass. My fingers traced the tattooed vines flowering across my body, on my left leg up to my pussy, spilling around my. 'Meanwhile, back in the clearing where he had left the young diva, the large Shepherd had managed to shove his knot deep past her pussylips and remained locked in her aching cunt. Now that he had found the purchase that he was seeking, he hunched down and humped her harder still."Pleas... please doggy, pull yourself out of my pussy," she pleaded breathlessly from the multiple orgasms she had already had. "You... you're hurting my cunny so much."But the large animal didn't understand any of her.