Sitting on the tailgate of his truck with his legs dangling off, he smiled to himself as he took another large swallow of iced tea. At least he was fa...ing a good deal better than Grant and Henry. The two of them were opposite him over on the front stoop, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. And they would have been in far worse shape, had Marge and Henry’s son, Rance – who was now over at the church taking a look at the bell tower – not shown up. He may have struggled physically, what with. Moana asked me her loverboy to write down what we experienced many years ago while we were on a holiday trip to Australia. For a few days we stayed south of Townsend on the Australian east coast. We spent our day on a remote area of a very long beach. This beach area was next to a golf course which was just behind the beach. As nobody was on the beach we decided to get of our clothes for sun bathing and swimming. After a while when we came back from swimming we stood on top of a beach dune. Even more, she didn't trust them. She dressed and altered her face in part to dissuade their horny gazes with black tattered clothing and a deathlike pale make-up featuring smudged eye shadow and blue, corpselike lipstick. Her nail polish changed from blood red to black depending on her emotion: fierce anger or morbid depression.Worse, she had to face a whole buttload of strangers for her junior year in high school. Her clique of misfits--friendships well entrenched from years of school. Goddess took her finger and slid it into Sarah’s waiting ass. She then removed the finger and pushed it into my mouth. She continued to repeat this until I was freely and enthusiastically licking Sarah’s shit off my Goddess’s Fingers. Soon Sarah rocked back and I was shoving my tongue into her shithole. Goddess returned to my ass and began to work the dildo into my asshole. Once again the feeling of hunger filled me but I could not be satisfied. As the dildo snuggly filled my ass, Sarah.