She gave one slow suck and took it out to stand, hands grasping balls and shaft still. ‘Fuck me now’ she said walking him backwards and into the b...droom. He was removing his shirt and jacket as they went, leer now a full grin, cock as engorged as possible, and then he fell back onto the bed. Still struggling to remove his shirt he felt his pants slide off. As it rose over his eyes she mounted him, reaching back between her legs to guide him into her. Her pussy sucked greedily as she slid down. Wow. Sarah allowed filming to continue because she sensed something was about to happen. She signaled quiet everyone and keep the camera rolling. Everyone watching felt the tension. Satin said in a dreamy voice dripping with rising desire, ‘This container is so beautiful to hold, the texture so lovely to feel. The design makes me think of a flattened out penis. The crew watched breathlessly as Satin’s hand holding the container dropped until it was just below her groin. Satin spread her legs. He the pulled me away from the fridge and took me to the kitchen counter and form behind he put his hand under my t-shirt and groped my breasts. I was 34 sized and he enjoyed the grip he got on them and so did I.He then pulled off my shirt and I was only in the skirt. I asked him if I should take it off , but he liked to fuck under the skirt( Men and the fetishes).And then he lifted my on leg on the counter and changed the angel of thrust slightly and it was amazing how he knew a way around my. His mount was a sometimes sassy mix of pinto and appaloosa which didn't make any sense to any fella that prided hisself on knowing something about horseflesh. He had tagged the devious thing "Corky" because of the way the nasty thing went into a corkscrew twirl whenever it was of a mind first thing in the morning. Dutch swore he couldn't figure how the tired looking nag got all that energy up so early in the day because it kindda slouched along all day when he was supposed to be running like.