I know she thought of any possible entanglement that way. After we had exchanged several visits, I was attending her in her library one afternoon. It ...eminded me of that fateful day many years earlier. "My father told me of how much he enjoyed his visits and how you would read to him in the garden."She paused before answering, "Yes, we did enjoy those readings." He is well versed now in Latin and French and still enjoys reading. He made me learn both as well," I said. I pulled down the book. With slow deep deliberate shuddering thrusts he pumped his load into her depths. The third man displayed considerable alacrity in taking his place before the woman. Her gaping gash was flooded with juice and spunk, just how he liked it, a fantasy come true as it flowed into the crack of her arse. His cock was long and thick, the glans swollen large, the slit glistening pre-cum. His knob burrowed into her wide deep sloppy crevice and slithered into the beckoning open orifice of her tunnel.. Since I’m already hung like a horse, I don’t drink, in the hope that it will shrink down to the size a woman can handle.”John noticed a number of people edging out of the bar. The few that remained were laughing. Shirley edged over to the telephone to call the police. Ed was turning purple. John picked up his coke and took a sip. He decided that if he was going to get in a fight, he might as well satisfy his thirst first.Ed was getting angrier by the moment. Finally, he pulled his right fist. Beth sat up as she pulled her fingers from Mary's pussy. She smiled to herself as she sucked Mary's nectar from her fingers. Weak, Mary slowly turned over. Her face flush, and catching her breath. Mary looked up at Beth as asking for approval. Laying down over her, Beth kissed Mary's cheeks and lips. Wrapping her arms and legs around Beth, Mary squeezed tightly, as to keep her from leaving. They lay as one coated in sweat kissing and probing each others mouths with their tongues. Beth ground.