Monique’s internal lubrication enabled them to set to again with undiminished relish. Only the sounds changed. Once Nils had established his ang...e of penetration, each complete withdrawal ended with a squishy slurp, while each insertion culminated in the slap of flesh on flesh. In this position, Nils was able to augment Monique’s delight with a firm slap to a buttock.Of course, there had to be a dénouement, a great shivering, shattering, consuming climax. When it came, Monique was again. She had never been so turned on, but the combination of prolonging this moment of ecstacy all week, and the hot movie on her televsion ( and maybe even the slight possibility that she might get caught, fucking her teenage pussy in the family living room ) was proving too much for her young body to take. Her pussy clenched tightly onto the handle again, soaking her fingers and palm with more sticky juices, making wet splattering sounds when they squeezed out from around the fat black handle. I’d worked hard and never found a “perfect partner”, although the blond I said goodbye to was pretty good in and out of bed.I’d also inherited my grandparents’ house at the edge of a small farming community in eastern Oklahoma. I was tired of the city so I thought I’d try the bucolic life. I’d visited there as a youngster and my father had spoken fondly of a girl he knew at a nearby farm, confiding to me that she had taught him “about women”. Her name was Freyda and she’d come to the states as. Every day and every night it burns." Burns where?"With glossy eyes she took his hand in hers and brought it up between her legs, towards the soft cleft. Her juices spread on his fingertips when he felt how wet she was, how open she was already to him. He tried to muster the willpower to ward her off. His wife was gone over the summer and his marriage was a happy one, but her horny eyes enchanted him."Every day I have to walk away, away from all watching eyes, so I do not go crazy," Sara.