“Oooo!” Cooed Red as Steve’s almost ten inch dick slid in her bowels. He stopped when he was in her to his balls. “Fuck me Steve! Fuck me!” ...ed gasped. Steve pulled his dick out, grunted, and then slammed his thick cock, to the balls in Red’s ass. “Ouch! Not so hard you bastard!” She whined. “I wanted you to go slow.” “Shut the fuck up Slut!” Steve snarled. “You’ll take it the way I want! Go back to eating that pussy!” The woodcutter fucked her unmercifully, as hard as he could. The sound of. The room where she was had the blinds pulled and so was in half-light. Her voice was being kept low, because Cal was right next to her. "I need to talk with you about something." I hope we can talk about almost anything now. What are you thinking about?" If we have a daughter, can we call her Janelle?"This short sentence took a little while for Cal to untangle. The thought was direct, but the assumptions which prompted the words were complex. Eventually, he answered. "When we have a daughter, I. " Then you will really like this." I say, and I grab her legs and push them apart and lower my head to her cunt lips and start eating her sweet pussy like a man eating his last meal. This brings her an orgasm that leaves her shuddering for a couple of minutes after I take my mouth from her. Once she calms down and catches her breath, I take her hand lifting off her the lounger and walk with her into the house. This is a common fantasy we have and replay over and over again. That is until last. Somewhere behind her, Elvis was kicking off ’Blue Christmas’.The snow hadn't cleared by the next morning, and Luke decided to walk tothe pub. He lived on the opposite bank of the river, but he would takethe footbridge across the river to the pub. It was one of those clean,clear, ice blue skies you get in winter sometimes, and it reminded himof Chrissy’s eyes. He arrived at the pub ten minutes before one o'clock,and managed to grab a small table just off the bar as someone left.Kanye West was.