You took my head off, too, remember?"They were really going at it now."Warren, I'm a girl, remember? You're supposed to cut me a little slack when I h...ve PMS." PMS?" Warren snorted. "Come on, Sophia, I've known you for almost four years, and I have never heard you complain about PMS! What, did you just get it now all of a sudden?" NO, you asshole! It didn't used to bother me, because the pressure was off because I was GETTING LAID regularly!" IS THAT YOUR BIG FUCKING PROBLEM?" YES, IT IS,. But more than that, thought Keith, as his pelvic thrusts pushed his erect penis in and out and in and out of Karen's muscular vaginal grip, it was practice and exercise that made their physical love so successful. After all, if you were going to do something, and to do it as regularly as he and his wife did, after all their years together, then it was only possible if you worked at it.Keith swivelled round, so that one of Karen's legs was behind him and the other hooked out in front, her hands. I returned the favor and he moaned too. I then leaned over and licked his nipple and as I did he just let out a gasp and moaned oh fuck yeah. I then licked it again ans sucked it as I laid a hand on his thigh and rubbed it slowly up and down to his balls. he spread his legs and said oh damn would you do that some more. I lowered my mouth and sucked his cock and opened his towel exposing a good 9 inches of sexy sausage. He placed his hands on my head and forced me down. I swung over and into a. Alf was a traditional Romany gypsy or tinker as they were known in the old days. Not to be confused with the modern day Pikey or traveller. He worked for his living – not taking hand-outs from the welfare state. They would coppice the woods, burn wood to make charcoal to sell for BBQs and make furniture, which they sold at the local market. In a week they would be gone on to the next woodland. Everyone local benefited from the renewed woodland. They hadnt been for a while and the woods were.