. he came inside you...”“Mm hmm...” Demie extended her tongue ... and kept extending it. When it reached seven inches and the end opened up like...a tube, Shepherd scrambled backwards.“Wha--what the fuck are you?!”In Arnold Schwartzenegger’s voice, Demie responded, “Da Sperminator.”Other Tom laughed. I didn’t.Shepherd saw her pistol, still on the kitchen table, and rushed for it. Nobody tried to stop her, since it was empty. Nevertheless, she held it out toward Demie as if it would offer her some. "Fuck me." he demands. I move over and he continues to suck my dick, lubing himself up and applying a condom to my stiff member. I lean over him and enter him, his warm hole hugging my dick. He moans but stops himself, the other guy still in the room. I slowly gain momentum in fucking him, my fuzzy balls slapping his ass and him grabbing my arm and holding on to it with a tight grip from his large, manly hands. I exit and enter his furry ass, splitting it and making him roll further onto his. Just when he thought she could try nothing further he felt her deftly lift up her skirt and cover his crotch with it. He was now rubbing up against her bare ass cheeks, feeling his pre-cum leaking from his cock and lubricating between her ass.Dave lowly moaned in appreciation and felt a little sigh and shudder run through her body. He couldn't tell if she was wearing a thong or no panties whatsoever but in the next moment his question was answered as she moved her hand to push his cock down. She was a small, wide woman in her fifties with curly hair that made her look like a poodle. Her eyes were bright and intelligent. There were laughter lines at the corner and the smile she gave him was welcoming. She wore a wedding ring. Nick was favourably impressed. As a woman, she would never be a danger to him.She led him upstairs, passed one door and opened the second. She stood aside to let him in."Strewth!" exclaimed Nick. "Is there an en suite bathroom?"Meg laughed. "No," she said, "but.