Just do her and sit down."Scott turned his head back around to the class and just laughed at them.Scott rubbed his cock up and down the crack of Pam's...cheeks and then in between her legs, running it up her labia. He reached around in front to play with her breasts (caressing is not the appropriate word to use for his technique) squeezing them and pulling on her young nipples until she cried out that it hurt her. As soon as his cock was erect, he pushed into Pam from behind. This position gave. Once aimed properly and, with the head poking me just right I started to sit down slowly. It was time for us both to moan gasp and squeal a little as the cock disappeared into my ‘cunt’ slowly…I would also need some lube…she was bigger than I first thought. I did fill myself with her then stopped to wiggle around some and make sure I had as much as I could get in that position. I did…when I’d sit back there was a wonderful pressure on my insides. Damn did it feel good!Within a few minutes I had. She considered this, "Well they might, but then Jordan would interfere with that, he has a lot of sway with the guilds, he offers them cheap rates. But why am I thinking like this, you wouldn't be allowed to run this Inn, Jordan would stop you." She protested.Jones smiled again and cracked his knuckles, "He would try to ... but he won't succeed." He said.Their discussion was disturbed by a heavy knocking at the front door. "OPEN IN THE NAME OF THE DUKE!"Josephina went to open the door but was. “Normally the wives are just as frightened as the husbands. No, Mr. White, I’m afraid that this is the first time I’ve ever encountered something like this. It…..it seems that the spirit may have become enamored with your wife.” Daryl staggered back at those last words. “My wife….with a damned GHOST? A damned SLAVE ghost? I KNEW I never shoulda bought that damned thing. I KNEW it! Ugly fucking piece of shit!”There was only one thing left to do. He had no choice. Daryl left the shopkeeper by.