Just puttered around the house the rest of the day doing chores ... nothing special... ‘““I squeezed her tight, and then she whispered seductive...y, ‘So that’s why I want that big cock of yours inside me right now’ and wiggled her sweet heinie back and forth against the front of my jeans like an excited queen bee.”“Well, I just smiled and buried my face in the bow of her beautiful neck and asked, ‘Oh ... Is that so?’ while giving her gentle kisses.”“‘Yeeessssss,’ she hissed, getting Mr. Happy. To her dismay she confirmed what her internal clock was telling her: it was still the middle of the frigging night.Ka-dung! Ka-dung! Ka-dung!“Whuh the…?" She was too tired to mutter the rest, instead croaking a second groan.Though groggy, she recognized the sound. It was the communal laundry machine just outside the door of her basement apartment. The dated, out-of-balance clunker already sounded like a grandpa’s broken down motor scooter when it was washing just a blouse and a pair of socks.. He'd done it right. "Now find 54 again and Mitchell should be at the edge near me." Found it!" Okay. The next dot should be Mungalla." Yes." Fine. I'll let you know when we pass it, and then you tell me what comes next." Okay. I can do this."We passed Morven. "Is Charleville next?" Yes." There's an up-and-down line that's the Mitchell Highway, I don't know the number. It goes down to Cunnamulla." It's seven-one." Okay. Now watch for the sign for us to turn left." It says 'slow sharp bend'.". “Oh, bitch! That’s how I like it,” Terry howled.Ashton’s large hazel eyes peered up at his stepfather.“You’re the prettiest bitch in this house,” Terry admitted. “Get that young ass on my dick!”Ashton hopped on. Terry spanked him and massaged his apple bottom. Ashton rubbed Terry’s chest. His small hands loved the feel of his stepfather’s hairy taco meat.Terry grabbed a bottle of lotion from the nightstand. He squirted some in his hands and began jerking Ashton’s two-inch.Ashton wailed, “Ooh.