Ek hath se mein uski chut ko panty ke upar se ki sehlane laga.Wo aaaaahhhh kar rahi thi fir mein dheere dheere niche aaya or uski panty bi utaar di. O... my God, Kya chut thi uski ek clean shaved fresh.Mein dekhte hi upar se chatna start kar diya. Jaise hi maine apne muh uski chut mein dala usko jaise current laga ho aahhhh sunny kya kar rhe ho bahut gudgudi ho rhi hai. Ab jaldi se cchod do muje apna lund nikalo baahr. Maine jaise hi apna jockey utara uska muh khula hi reh gya and inch ka lund ek. If ye can work with yer hands we'll do well together."It was only April tenth when we got out of that bus, but by damn, it was hot! The air hit me in the face like a towel fresh out of the dryer.Old Gert had the butt-end of a cattle ranch that she'd inherited from her folks. The ranch house was made of stone and thick timbers so it was both easy to heat and keep cool. She was an only child so nobody else but the government wanted a cut of it. She had an old decrepit central pivot walking. It was obvious that she had behaved much braver than she really was. Maybe, she had tried to bluff me, although, she should have known better.I closed the door again and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?" I ... I don't know," she confessed to me."You don't have to. We can put our robes back on and then go upstairs, if you want."A lock of hair dangled in front of one of her eyes. I moved it behind her ear and then softly placed my hand on her cheek. I kept it there and stroked her cheek. She kept laughing, “Mmm, ha, ha, we’re being followed! Mmm, what do they want, Ace?”He fingered her pussy as he drove, “Baby, they want some more of you!”She moaned with lust, “Nnn, they do? Ooo!”The rest of that night was a kaleidoscopic blur of cocks, testicles, musky male scents, cologne, ear-splitting slaps, hairy arms, stinging pinches, flying ropes of liquid white, big man hands, sneering grins, open laughing and howling male mouths, shining carnivorous teeth, flaring nostrils, glaring.