The customer bit into her cookie and Ray went back into the kitchen, grinning like a maniac. * The day went by quickly. Ray did his chores automatical...y, fantasising about the hot coffee on his cock and the lady who later drank that coffee. Before he knew it, the day had come to an end and it was closing time. The last customer had just left and Ray was alone with all the machinery, cleaning sponges and detergent. He sniffed his thrifted cat hoodie; it smelled like coffee. When he goes back. Being the hippy farm girl she is, she has always had a penchant for outdoor sex. The first time I fucked her with four fingers was almost outside (in a tent in a campground with all the windows open in the middle of the day), and only a few months earlier I had set up the back yard for a midday rendezvous. By the time we settled onto the blanket she was so wet I was able to scoop up the thick, white mucus oozing from her cunt, show it to her and flick it onto the ground. If she was ever. He removed the housecoat, to reveal a tidy pert body which he slipped first the front then the rear with the honeyed tubes she stood as commanded astride the nest, a little honey smeared on her lovely little nipples and her hands secure Sam gave her the command to sit.She slid down till her seat was in contact, her legs slid forward, and the black hoard began their search for the honey, her reaction was fantastic, first her head shook from side to side, she bit her lip and was struggling with. Her tits were shapely – more so than I ever remembered as a teenager – but it was the overall effect which got to me. Full, a woman and a mother. And I was getting hard. Again, as if by telepathy, I think Em sensed my watching, she opened her eyes slowly, peering through the water glistening on her face. Quickly, I asked her to throw me the gel, which she did, and to hide my now semi erection, I turned and faced the wall to soap up. No sooner had I quickly washed and rinsed my hair, than I.