By now Sally was all over the place, trying to dodge that belt and reacting to those active fingers in her pussy.Kathy was smiling as she started beli...tling Sally, "My little Lez, look at her hump that puss, you like that don't you, you cunt?" That was my cue."Uun, Kathy, look if she is a lez would you feel better if she ate your pussy? I mean just to show she was sorry? I mean would you stop hitting her if she really apologized with her mouth?" And then I grabbed Sally by the hair, "Honey. It lacks imagination and reminds me of the way your father fucked me. Vary your strokes. I get my greatest pleasure when I don't know what is coming next. Give me a deep poke and then a shallow one. Use your cock like a crowbar to pry my pussy, up, down and sideways. You'll hit every nerve. Yes, now you're getting the hang of it."Mom kept her hands pressed lightly to my ass to guide my movements. In the same way a horse interprets its rider's wishes through the reins, I interpreted my mother's. His balls tightened. Barely controlled grunts and groans hummed in his throat as he rushed headlong toward orgasm.The legs of the desk creaked. Stacks of paper shifted, and fluttered to the floor. Pens rolled off to thump atop them. The computer monitor wobbled despite its large, stable base. Liam could feel her juices running through the wrinkles of his tight balls, and spattering against his thighs. Mindless of the potential consequences, his grunts of effort and ecstasy grew louder.He. There was a little breeze and I loved seeing Liz's red hair whipping around her face. We walked out into the pasture a ways and, of course, Princess was running around and kicking up her heels. It was spring and she really wanted to go. I had a feeling I was going to spend all of Sunday on that girl's back, but she was too spirited to take a new rider out on."Brian? I know I can't just go riding without the right shoes, but, could we ride together out on the trail?" How would you like to do.