I was just a piece of ass, rustled and rebranded with his eight-inch branding iron. His pleas when I left, were just attempts to be able to dump me fi...st.Daryl was interested in art, my body art, not me. We were never close, never talked about love. In fact, we never talked. His love was pottery, pot and hippy friends. I wasn’t even worthy of jealousy. He left untroubled for a pot smoker, surprised I even cared. Elliot wanted me as a trophy to hang on his seduction pad wall, the Asian doe. He. Frank was right, he'd learned.There were no more hiccups with any of the loads and all the drivers went away happy. But I was happiest. I'd earned twenty pounds for unloading and refuelling each boat and my wedding to Annie was less than two weeks away.I now had a provisional driving license and could drive on the roads with a qualified driver. I'd had a few lessons from Frank and he'd quizzed me on the Highway Code. I was confident that I'd pass my test when the time came.It came sooner than I. Her mane was long enough to play on her lower black with few streaks of grey hairs which added some sort of attraction towards her.She was of medium ht much shorter than my mom but attractive in her late forties. This is the view of her which I felt at the age Jaya’s husband, was feasting my mom Indra aunty his MIL and the bride through his eyes and I saw Lacchu aunty signal her friends with a naughty smile when they caught him looking at my mom and my mom gave him a smile looking through his. Continuing on, she said, “It kind of hurt me at first but the jelly stuff he found down in your bathroom really helped a lot. It still hurt some until it went all the way in and when it did, oh my gosh, it was wonderful.”Marty was pulling down her shorts exposing her white little panties.“It felt so big in me down there, but all I wanted was for him to stick it in further and further up my ass. I was pouncing and pouncing on it and then I came with the biggest orgasm I’ve ever.