Juanita wasn't sure if it was true, as they said, that a goat will eat anything--but she sure as hell knew that he ate pussy.Juanita dropped her robe,...leaving it on the ground as she stepped up to the animal. She shoved her trim little belly out and the brute snuffled his most snout around in her sodden fuck- slot, snorting and blowing. If the goat could detect the scent of donkey-slobber in her cunt, it made no difference.Gripping him by his horns, Juanita rose onto her toes, grinding her. My girlfriend was sleeping late and his wife was in the other room.Luis and I wanted to get together, but we were baffled on how to meet being that both of our ladies were at home. It is usually no problem during the week because both of them and at work. Unfortunately, neither one of them really ever went anywhere on the weekends. We had just about given up when Luis asked me to wait a minute, he would be right back. When he came back to the computer, he said his wife had asked him to run a. Since they had left the island of the Likos they had only spotted a few small islands none of which had been inhabited. They cruised during the daylight at the leisurely speed of thirty mph, although the ACs were capable of speeds in excess of two-hundred. They searched with careful eyes and vision glasses on all sides and to the front. At night they stopped formed a circle and slept.The days passed with nothing sighted only endless ocean. Suddenly the radio crackled to life as Wendy's excited. . Well, just plain odd. Not that 'it' coming from what appeared to be a floating wooden log was any less strange."Or a bronzed, elf eared, blue eyed blond bomb shell for that matter!" He thought with a smile."I understand you need some custom sizing of a family heir loom?" Mr. Goldstein asked glancing over his gold spectacles, the picture of polite professionalism."Yes." Tenchi answered simply. Reaching into his pocket producing an old felt box, worn almost smooth with the passage of time. That.