Sarah even said, if I ever wasn't up to it and wanted a stand in, I should call her!" Sarah? I'm not sure I remember her." Oh, yes, you do. The tall o...e with the brown, wavy hair." Yes. The skinny one. Yeah, you might call her in, if I get tired of my fat wife!" I'm not fat! ! !" Of course you're not, love. I was joking. You'd be a damn good-looking woman if you were 36. In fact, you look a lot better than you did, when you were 36, and a hell of a lot more sexy than when we got married." Thank. The men watched, confused. MacKenna helped pull the kilt away, taking the belt and cloak pins. She got her first real look at the same time the men did.The straps she had seen were, in fact, a harness that kept the now visible woody tight against the saddle, kept the Queen mounted to the saddle on the woody, but allowed enough slack for the Queen to bounce, consequently rutting herself with every step of her horse. MacKenna let out a low whistle. Anderson looked at in interest. Max laughed,. I slid my tongue into her savoring her taste…a taste that was entirely her. I carried on like this for a full two minutes as i felt her writhe against my face and grip the sheets even harder. I then stood up. Wow you did quite well…onto the next test. I slid my fingers down absolutely loving how wet she was…it was coating her thighs now. I rubbed her clit in gentle circles for a short while before spreading her pussy lips with my fingers. i slid two fingers into her tight little hole. She. Her hands braced herself on the arm of the chair. My hands slid from her shoulders down her spine until I reached her ass. My hands caressed and squeezed her cheeks before I gripped her shorts and pulled them down. My hands rubbed her bare ass as I said, “This is mine!” “Yes,” she whimpered softly. I slid my hands between her legs and let my fingers brush against her smooth lips and said, “This is mine!” “Yes,” she whimpered louder. I brought my hand back and swatted her ass cheek, “Yes,.