Feels.Great. I can feel you so deeeeep. Aaghhh" she says in grunts. With her little asshole winking up as me as I fuck her hard and deep I just can't ...elp myself from giving it a little attention too, so I stick my finger in my mouth to moisten it up nicely and start tracing the tip of around and over her puckered little hole. She lets out a loud moan as I apply a little pressure and slip it in up to the first joint. "You like that baby? You like Daddy's finger up your ass?" She grunts a 'yes'. Instead of the first one lasting about ten minutes…he went at my cunt for a good half hour! Doggie, missionary, doggie then missionary but with me almost bent double. The more he fucked away, the more I wanted and the more I got. It was a very good hard fucking. When he finally pulled out and took the condom off, I was ready for a little break! What I got was another good ten minutes of very hard pounding before he buried himself balls-deep and filled me with cum! He didn’t relax – his cock. I kissed his cock head one last time and slowly stood. I kissed him and looking him in the eyes, “Sir, how would you like your slut to satisfy you? What position would you enjoy today?”“I want your ass, slut.”“Hmmmm, excellent choice, Sir.” I leaned forward slightly and reached behind, found the ring attached to the string and pulled the bullet and it slowly came out of the hole Mr. R was about to refill. “But Sir, what position would you like when you use my ass?”“Damn, you are hot, aren’t. . all except for the car that is. It was a 1960 Continental Mark V Town Car. Bret saw it sitting in the back of an old farm house while driving through Indiana one day. It was just like the one his dad had when he was a kid. Normally he wasn't a classic car kind of guy, but there was something about it.Bret stopped to talk to the farmer. He told the old gray haired man in bib overalls he'd be happy to remove that old car from the property at no cost but the farmer wasn't dumb. He knew damn well.