Plus we don't need as many sentries with them, so we gets to sleep in on more nights," he told me with a grin. I checked with Ken and Kell last."You h...ve done a remarkable job for just arriving this afternoon," I told them."You have things very well organized, and your people are well trained. We just supplied a little Magic and some directions where needed. Everyone seemed to know that we were O'Connells, and we didn't have any trouble," Ken told me."Your wives were invaluable also. You must. Famous ones. Ones my friends say would be good for me. I broke his things when he was gone. I’d slip into our closet and find seashells he collected, just one or two, not instantly noticeable and take them to the laundry room in the Big House, as the girls call it. I’d take one at a time on the blue counter-top. I remembered when we chose the house. The laundry room was a plus and one reason of many we moved there. I didn’t think to protect the counter though. My method left minimal damage to. His fingers were still inside my pussy and within a few seconds the speed with which he finger-fucked my pussy started to increase. All my complaints about what Rahul was doing died in my mind as his fingers touched the special spots in my pussy. I completely surrendered under his hands and Rahul took total advantage of my body. His one hand was in my pussy, the other was down my cleavage and massaging my boobs while his cock was getting sucked by my mouth. Writing about it now, it makes me. Call her Cerci. He pounded into her, pulling her back and impaling her once again. Might she bruise as she slammed into the table? Did she care? Maybe at some level, but she’d worry about it later. With each thrust she was forced into the wrought iron edge. She tried to push back against him, but he was so powerful. He yanked her back then banged her again forward to crash against the table. Her cunt was so full of rock hard cock she wanted it to last forever. The act had nothing to do with.