Gooooood!" I yelled."Your new god is two inches up your tight pussy, whiteboy. I'll hold still and let you get used to it for a second. No need to rip...you open." He did as he said, stopping his relentless penetration and watching my face closely. I had a bellyful of this dude's cum!I let out a moan, as my ass was adjusting to his intrusion. I had closed my eyes, but now opened them. Jay's face was just inches above mine, still watching me closely. He must have seen what he wanted, because he. We ate, not saying much. Just relaxing, refueling and reinforcing that comfortable bond. When the food was finished, and our energy returned, I took the settings and the table top and laid them on the sink. I took her hand, stood her up, pulled the plug, and turned the hot water on to reheat the tub. I stepped into it and sat back down pulling her with me.“We’re gonna get old peopley.”*”Probably, but it goes away. And, I’m already old people.”She laughed.She leaned forwards and ran her fingers. With one simple motion he buried his cock all the way into her pussy causing her to scream in pure pleasure. He groaned at how tightly she clamped down on him, even after freshly coming she was still just as tight.It was slow at first but soon they were both back in their erotic rhythm, the moans and screams of pleasure mixed with skin slapping against one another. As they moved into this continuous rhythm his hand reach and gripped her breast, cupping and milking it as he hammered her. She was part of the Scout troop my wife was helping with. Elsie’s mother was one of the other leaders. If there was anything to do with animals you would find Elsie there in the thick of things. She was almost an expert on the raising of goats, yes at 12. She had direct access to one of the college professors that teach what ever goat raising is called. They talked often about what ever goat raisers talk about. Now, at this point, I want to point out that I know nothing about raising goats or.