" he was interrupted by the sound of Miss H mocking laughter, " boy your not in English composition now, essence indeed, speak plainly, you were tryin... to smell my cunt juices weren't you ? "D felt like 5000 volts had just gone through him, did she really just say cunt ? His hesitation brought further rebuke, "answer boy, now ! " Yes Miss I was trying to smell " he stumbled over his words, " your cunt smell " And what did you find ?, what was there ? " It smelt of a sweet muskiness " he. .. fucking her cunt. Filling her with his seed.She rocked on the bed harder trying to refocus her thoughts on her life before she went to Maracas. Without consciously being aware, her thoughts began to drift to the gringos, Mark opening her unyielding legs, the way her vagina felt when his hard knee made contact with her wet triangle, Scott's face contorting as he plunged his hard cock deep within her ass coating her insides, John's thick tool hanging obscenely at the entrance to her vagina and. .who was tearing up as he said: how horny a tight pussy, this little hunk is just mine. tell me if you imagined being messed up by a big dick, say? Is it hot babe? It hurts a lot, okay? She just lifted her head and tried to kick herself, but then he went for good and penetrated as much as he could, about 20cm of wood he lodged in that girl and increased the pace of the thrusts, with her moaning loudly and so he stayed for about 10 minutes storing on the chickens.He took his stick out of the. When we approached the dock, Vince helped me pull in and stop. Rob grabbed the dock and pulled the boat against it. I shut down the engine while Rob and Dad tied it to the pilings.We left our rods in the boat. Adam told us he never had a problem with theft and our gear would be safe. Dad carried the bucket of fish to the cleaning hut so we could fillet them. Vince went to the cabin and then returned with a small tool box. He pulled out a strange looking device and Rob told me was an electric.