After seeing her soft vagina my cock started to swell again in my already sperm soaked jeans. I repositioned myself and lipped lower in my seat, so I ...as able to see her pussy clearly. The best part was she couldn’t see me staring at her because she was holding big newspaper in front of her.I checked around and noticed that there wasn’t anybody near our seats. I relaxed and swallowed the saliva in my mouth. My face was less than one meter from her exposed pussy and I had the feeling that I. With an effort? I relaxed? If that doesn't make sense then I'm sorry.I let him in. He pushed the head through my ring. Snap!Then some of the shaft. HE gripped my firm young buttocks painfully hard. That hurt more than the fucking. "Spank her" my mom told him He told my mom to do it herself AND she did, just a light spanking of my arse. Bernard got into his stride, and stopped grasping my buttocks, instead firmly gripping me around the waist and forcefully pulling me back onto his erection.. I’m easy this afternoon.”The two left the patio and got a golf cart to ride down to Scarlett’s home. Once there, Rose led Dave to the bedroom she shared with Matt.Dave questioned her, “Matt’s not going to mind us fucking in your marital bed, so to speak?”“It was his idea. He has cuckold tendencies ... or maybe I should say stag-vixen tendencies. When he fucks me later, he made me promise him I’d tell him lots of details – lots and lots of details.” Rose started panting as they shared several. A big mistake on my part, an even bigger mistake on his. He walked up the path towards the door as he neared the door it looked like he was either going to kick it in or smash it with the pick axe handle, the door opened. The victim was there. Only he wasn’t a victim any more. A machete flashed up, and then down, Bob grunted and then stepped back a pace, he dropped his weapon and slowly, oh so slowly turned around to face me. The cut was bad, very bad. It went from his neck, across his chest.