I stood in front of the mirror and admired the effect –virginal yet sexy. It suits me quite well. I opened the curtains, flooding the room with pure...sunlight. I opened the window too so I could breathe in the crisp spring air. It danced wonderfully across my face. From my wardrobe I pulled out a fresh white shirt and chose to wear my short pleated skirt. It’s grey and flatters my derrière nicely. I dressed and then sat at my dressing table. I brushed my hair back into a loose high pony tail. A. Her pussy muscle control was way above average and few visiting peckers could guess that three children had begun life through that tunnel of love. She had long flowing wavy red hair and blue eyes thanks to her Irish heritage. She was a typical hot redhead that took to fucking like a duck to water.Many fond memories from her single days stiffened peckers when their owners saw her in church. Speaking of which, she didn’t believe much of what the old fire and brimstone preacher said, but. " When Darla walked in, all of the men stopped and stared at her, as she spotted and then strutted toward Sofia, who was in the corner of the dark bar, near the pool table, surrounded by a large group of motorcycle leather bound men. Sofia was nursing her fourth rum and coke as she watched the men stare intently at Darla's bouncing breasts, as her young lover entered the bar. The lustful stares of the men caused Darla's pussy to twitch, as she locked eyes with everyone in the dirty and dingy. Fucking amazing cocksucker,” he grunted as he slid his cock into her throat, his pace increasing. Gayle closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind from the violation of her mouth. She tried to imagine her husband and, when that failed to take her mind away, she thought of her family. But whatever image she tried to concoct, nothing could draw the attention away from the cock that was fucking her mouth. When he grasped onto her face as he thrust himself with increased roughness, she felt like.