The Caterpillar had told her to follow the signs, or rather, the sign, since there was only one.‘Argyll Meadow. I like the sound of that. I could do...with a leisurely walk, although it doesn’t look nearly as pleasant as the meadows I’m used to. In fact, I’m not sure it’s even a proper meadow.’In Alice’s experiences, meadows were usually covered with grass and populated with wildflowers while this meadow seemed to be covered with shallow water and lily pads.‘Argyll Fen would be more appropriate,. His stroke is making her lips tremble. Nothing turns her on more than his touch. She runs her hands over his chest, neck, face, everywhere but where he needs it the most. She's working up to that. She cannot resist anymore more. As her hand runs down his stomach, she slides her hand across his big, hard cock. He's a massive 8 inches.. more than a mouthful, more than a throatful. His long dick is begging for her attention and she's more than willing to give it. Every time she's had this cock. I scratched my head and went to do my usual morning chores. I took a bath and made myself a quick breakfast consisting of peanut butter sandwiches and made a list of household items that I needed to buy to last for the month.With the list on my hand, and money in my pockets. I set myself to venture out to the supermarket. According to the GPS, I would need to take a subway to the city centre and the supermarket was around 5 minutes of walk from the city centre subway station.The weather was. I glanced down at the cunt and her juices were already soaking his cock. Her nipples were huge and rock hard and her panting and groaning was getting louder. I was slowly rubbing my cock and was already leaking precum.Mark saw the precum on my cock and said, ‘clean that prespunk off your cock, smear it over your lips.’I did as I told and loved the taste and smell as I smeared my lips with it.Fiona was now almost screaming with pleasure as her fuck hole was pounded by the huge black cock..