The way she was pumping her cunt up and down on my rigidly fucking cock-pole, I had no choice but to keep pace with her. Again and again, I pumped my ...rick into her cunt with all my force, matching the fucking rhythm of her pussy.It was as though the horny lady was fucking her young lover and I loved the lewd sensation. My cock was moving like a piston in her cunt and her vaginal lips are very tight against my fat cock. She was roaring a Lioness in wild happiness and I was trying my best to cop. John didn’t mind, though – he had a cone, then another, and relaxed. The world seemed much more pleasant to John when he was stoned, with everything less threatening and the intensity turned down a notch. It helped him function at a more intuitive level, instinctive and impulsive. Come nightfall, he could relax more readily in front of the telly after a billy or two, which was much needed after spending the day smoking drugs in front of the tube. Since discovering pot, John had felt little. He didn’t say anything and didn’t even ask before shoving it into my mouth. I didn’t know how I felt about this but I submitted and sucked his black dick like a whore. He positioned us so he was on his knees and guiding my head in the rhythm that he wanted while I was bent over with my ass facing the open door way.It was no surprise when I felt someone sidle in behind me. I tried to object, but my mouth was full of black dick. My cunt was so wet and it offered no resistance as he shoved his. Carla naked again went in the back yard in she shade of the oak tree where Donna died. She put the ladder on the wall and saw no tree with a branch thick enough to hold her weight. Carla went back in the house and found her battery powered dildo and used it to give herself some sexual pleasure and an orgasm. Carla still naked went out to front mail box to get the mail and her luck was good because police car had just gone by and she was able to make it inside without being seen. Being Friday.