He thrust himself back and forth inside of her, each time she moaned. ‘Oh, baby. You feel so good inside me. Oh shit, I love the way your cock feel... in my little pussy.’ He started going faster and harder. Before long she was ready for climax. He leaned forward, pushing her legs further back and lifting her ass off the couch. He thrust deeper into her. Harder. Faster. Deeper. She let out a loud scream, ‘OH FUCK, BABY. DONT STOP, FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT.’ She tighten around his thrusting. While I was not a big fish fan, it was better than nothing, and provided some meat.I ate the stew when it was ready, and was enjoying it when it started raining. I looked out the window and watched as the rain started getting rid of the remaining snow. Thank god! I had gotten so damned tired of snow and the cold.During the next few days it started warming a bit more than normal, and I started spending more time outside. I looked over the area that the Saunders had used for their huge garden,. Damn! How much? I negotiated with the salesman and finally bought the car for $6,700. Not bad. Those were the days when the car salesman played games. Come to think of it, that hasn’t changed in the car industry. Try buying a Mustang GT or a Cobra today or any number of hot cars, even a Mazda speed 3 or a BMW 3 series or even a Mini Cooper S today. No one discounts cars anymore the way they used to discount them. Anyway, what I liked about the Grand Am was that it was sporty. When my car was in. She thought that was funny and turned to face me. Her pussy was to die for. Perfectly formed symmetrical lips covered in a trimmed patch of black pussy hair. I complimented her on her pussy hair.Hilda stepped closer to the fence, "Stick your finger through the hole."I did and she snuggled that sweaty hot pussy into place. I wiggled it as it easily slipped between her lips. Hilda moaned and shoved her cunt flush to the fence as I did my best to finger fuck her.I played with her for a minute.