The celebration was delayed for those few days to allow time for preparation. Among other things, it was decided that several hunters would go out for...a small buffalo. The buffalo would be the centerpiece of the celebration meal.I guess it was natural that I was chosen to be a member of the hunting party, though, thank God, I was not selected to be the leader. I'm sure that I got out of that chore simply because I did not know the neighborhood, so I would not be able to find a suitable beast. “Sit right in the middle of the chair, lean back” she pointed to where she wanted me. She then knelt over top of me and lowered herself on me, pressing her palms into my shoulders as she began a classic back and forth hip movement, letting the feel of my dick inside flood her with pleasure. “tell me Missus Landry, are those breasts real?” I gave them a good solid squeeze. She smiled and started quickening her pace.“No, they are not” She leaned back putting one hand behind her between my. "I want to feel connected to you again. I want to have you inside me." I press the head of my cock against her opening, and steadily increase the pressure until I break through her outer membrane, sliding all the way in, in a rush, before I can stop my advance. She grunts as I moan with the completion of our two bodies, and her three-fingered hands grip at my back.I drop my head back down to hers, and she meets my kiss with a hunger that is mutual. Our tongues dance in time with our bodies, as. Would you like me to clean it up with my tongue?’ She provocatively teased him, sliding over his groin to sit between his spread legs. With her head bent so close to his needy gland, he could feel her hot breath on his balls as she whispered. ‘You want me to lick your balls before I suck your cock?’ Darren arched his back and his balls hit her chin. She quickly placed the feather quill to his abs and gave his a sharp tap with it. Another red welt to add to the collection across is body. ‘Ow!’.