Keeping his left hand holding my wife’s hip, he removed his right hand and slapped her ass hard enough to leave a red hand print. My wife squealed a... he repeated this 5 times, then switched hands to redden the other cheek equally. Then Tom reached down and slapped her tits-and my wife exploded into orgasm. It looked like her body was vibrating all over, her arms flailing. She removed her mouth from Tom’s cock and howled, her back arching. Then she arched even further back, curving her head. Finally the construction of quivers, which we would have to make ourselves that the two women would need to carry their arrows, I would use a combination backpack-quiver located inside the storage box.When the women went to deal with lunch I used some of the left over materials from the long hut to fashion a travois. It consisted of two poles formed into a V. The overlapping poles at the bottom of the V I lashed tightly together, and then I used wooden crosspieces between the poles near the. The van screeched around another corner and yet she was pinned so firmly to the floor by her male assailants that she was trapped and did not move with the swaying of the vehicle.And so there was Dianna, on her back spreadeagled with her legs open wide as some fat fucker skull fucked the shit out of her and another guy was lining his bard throbbing bareback cock with her pussy lips. She could feel his hardness as he rubbed up against her pussy lips, teasing her as her wetness leaked out of her,. Hate might not even be a strong enough term. I think I'd rather have my nut sac scrubbed with jalapeno juice and sandpaper than travel. Airports piss me off, stewardesses piss me off, yes I know they prefer to be called "air hostesses" these days but I figure stewardesses is a nicer term than my own preference; sky whores, and most of all having some moron at the TSA checkpoint grope me really pisses me off. Humorless cocksuckers.Mainly I hate being away from my dogs. Don't get me wrong, I miss.