Being enraged, it seemed, was thirsty, hard work, and so it was that she called for drinks to be served, of ale and wine and sweet, fermented nectars....One of her riders entered the long tent with a tray of drinks, from which she perused the offerings and took some water and then some wine. The rider stood there and did not depart, and as Aeva shot him a quizzical look, he spoke up with great urgency in his voice. ‘Excuse me, Mistress, but I thought it best to inform you of the latest happenings. I need you to fuck me in my cunt again, and possibly in my ass, just like you used to do.” That sounded great, but there was a problem. I was fifty-six, I had just had the biggest orgasm of the past decade, and my cock was rapidly shriveling. I couldn’t get it up with a hydraulic pump, and I told her as much. “What the fuck!” she shouted. “For the past ten years, you have been badgering me about sex. Now, I want it. I want it bad, so bad. I need it and you can’t give it to me. You fucker!” I. With each step I felt weaker and weaker. I began to sweat and had another attack until I knew there was nothing left inside of me. The path turned to the right around an outcropping of rock and when I turned the corner I was confronted with a large hand painted sign: "Black Jack Mine No Trespassing".Suddenly I heard the pump of a shotgun and a moment later a booming voice yell out, "Who the fuck are you? Can't read? Get out!" I looked, and just before I passed out, I thought I saw my mother,. Absolute heaven! I heard my other guest ask how I was doing, the response was "This little slut can sure suck a cock!!" With that, I went even farther down and gagged. I felt his cock jump! I pulled off leaving a very thick line of spit between my mouth and his cock. He pulled my head into his balls and wiped my entire face with them while slapping his cock on my forehead! I heard "Wow, that bitch loves to get messy!" from behind me. I moaned loudly and nodded! I felt my head being.