You put your hands between my legs and spread my pussy. "Dirty slut" you call me, "Your pussy is so fucking wet". You slide your finger deep into me a...d move them around making me moan. "Slut" you call me again and kiss me as you put all of your fingers in me and push hard. I moan loud into your mouth while you use your hand to fuck me. Then you rub my clit as I twist and scream and cry out "Thank you sir for making me cum"You spank my wet swollen pussy a few times and pull me back to the. After he lifted his dark uncut dong, he then commenced spraying his piss from side to side. The flow was so impressive, that it would’ve made a horse envious. After he was done, he retracted his ample foreskin to unfurl a purplish dickhead, before lifting his dick and wiping the uncovered head on the bottom of his polo shirt. As I looked at the damp mark left on his polo shirt, I felt like I was going to have a heart attack.As we were returning to the kitchen, I asked, “Are you married?”“No, I. I knew that he must have reached climax inside of her. Afterwards he lay still for a moment, evidently tired from his exertions.“Oh, Freddie, please keep going!”“I shan’t be able to for a little while, but I’m going to show you something Miss Twygg taught me.”He reached down and began to massage her female parts with his hand. She closed her eyes and her breathing grew rapider and shallower until she reached a paroxysm of her own.His majesty signaled for us to pull the covers over them and then. It was old, obviously used a lot. Most of the metal on the harmonica had been worn smooth, everything but two initials carved into one end: WR. I simply remained squatted by the rails and stared at the harmonica, wondering what it had to do in all this. Had it been left on the rails? Was the poor guy who got hit by the train looking for it? Or did he have the harmonica on him and it simply get knocked over here, ending up on the rails? ‘The harmonica, are those initials WR?’ I looked up at a.