...........tasted different to last week, but of course it would, last week I was tasting my mother's cunt whereas this week I was tasting my own ass ...nd I have to say I preferred it , lol................Mr Jones couldn't believe how insatiable I was. I guided him so that he sat on the bed and then I encouraged him to lie back bringing his knees to his chest ............I immediately started rimming his ass hole loving its pungent male taste and also liking the effect it was having on him.. Mujhe lagta hai agar tu zara koshish karega na toh apni behen ki choot mein lauda pel sakta hai. Agar tera lauda kam pad jaaye na toh mean hoon na teri behen ki choot aur gaand ki khujli mitane ke liye.”Dinu : “Lagat hai tum theek keh rahe ho, Bahut baar asha ko kapde badalte bhi dekha hai maine, bahut hi mast maal hai, filmon ki saari heroinein bhi gaand chatengi uske saamne. Magar sagi behen ko chodna paap hai yeh sohkar main chup raha, par ab lagta hai uski choot aur gaand mein lauda pelne. At such a tender age I didn’t know the right word to describe it … but it was ‘passion’ … we were kissing passionately and it felt like nothing I had ever experienced … it was fantastic. Lost in that moment I hadn’t noticed that Jenny’s other hand had moved down my back and slipped under the waistband of my pyjamas. It did get my attention though when I felt her soft hand take hold of my already erect member. Jenny suddenly broke our kiss, released her grip on my throbbing shaft and whispered. The millrace was nearing completion, with two sawmills and two gristmills well underway. The millrace would redirect about ninety percent of the water unless the river reached flood stage. At that point, the extra water would continue down the old course of the river.I turned my attention, once again, back to the mortars. This time I made the mortars of thicker steel and extended the barrels. I had accurate measurements from several cannons cast in the 1800’s, everything from a twelve-pounder.