Her eyes opened wide as she felt her vaginal tissues staining to adapt to the monster invading her pussy. But she did not tell me to stop. I honestl... doubt if I could have at that point.Another small nudge pushed me in far enough to allow the lips of her cunt to close around the rim of my cockhead. Again I stopped for a moment to let her adjust. It also allowed the barrier membrane a little further up her canal to begin to tear loose a bit because of the stretching. Another gentle nudge. ’ Needless to say, Katie was horrified, and dropping my leg onto the floor like it was a hot coal, she glared at me and Dad, the both of us in hysterics by this time, and screeched, ‘Michael! That’s not funny!’ However, she saw that we were laughing like fools and it soon began to rub off on her, making her join right in, laughing along with us. After he’d regained his breath, Dad smiled and said, ‘That was damn funny, Mikey!’ ‘It was rather brilliant of me, wasn’t it?’ ‘I arrogantly laughed,. He was now hoping for six, yet he knew they weren’t making more than twelve to fifteen miles a day in this snowstorm, if that much. Even if the snow stopped – which some days he thought it would, when he’d see a brief break in the skies – it will now take them at least six days if not more – with up to three foot of snow, and drifts of four to five foot already on the ground.He looked back to see the small Jenny-Mule and the other packmule now crowding up behind the horse Wharton rode. They. She knew he was tall, and had measured him to an even six feet. His body was lean and his muscles bulging from years of living in the wild. His upper body was well developed. He was a lean, mean fighting machine and appeared to be a sinewy but vigorous specimen. She looked beneath the table and analyzed his penis. It was already throbbing hard just from her running her fingers on his back. She grabbed it and gave it a good look. It was normally sized, perhaps a bit thicker than usual. The balls.