Finally, Olivia screamed, “Fuck my ass hard, Wes! I don’t care how big your cock is! Push it in! Make it fit! God, please! I need you to fuck my a...s and make me cum!”Wes lubed up her ass and his dick and grabbed onto her hips. Then he gave her what she begged for and pushed the head of his cock into her.“Fuck!” she cried out.“Can’t take it, Little Red Cock Whore?” Wes goaded.“I can take it! Please fuck my ass! Rub my clit! Make me cum!” Olivia was near tears pleading. She was so intensely. .And i too J Then we started kissing again i Laid J back down on the blankets and slowly put my hand on her Stomach she whispered in my ear and said our song finish and we stop and both crack up laughing..We both had a another glass of hotstuff and played our song and stuck it on Auto Repeat ( Slow Hand ) by the pointer sisters..J ask me Hav u every been with a women before D isaid Noooo Wat about you J she said No..I said to J im willing to if u are..Then we both smiled and had another glass. “They will also give me eighty male and forty female slaves. They will provide the animals for my latifundium, as well as four crates filled with coal and four filled with salt each week,” I told him. His mouth was agape.“What do you plan to grow or raise?” he asked.“We will have olive trees, as well as three new types of fruit trees. We’ll have lots of grapes, as well as cotton, which is like soft wool. We’ll grow wheat and oats, along with a new type of grain called rice and a new vegetable. It is actually my son’s middle name. He’s Edwin Reginald van de Casteele. I think Kelly originally came up with Carstairs’ given name, mentioning it in an interview or a Facebook post, but I found it suitable. Edwin got it as his second name as a nod to the character that had helped bring his mother and me together. Kelly was pleased as punch we used her idea. But now I was Reginald, or ‘Reggie’ for my friends. I wondered if they’d made up some friends for me as well ... I’d have to look it up.