I began finger fucking her at a furious pace, she was backing and moaning, I could feel all her scented liquid grace their presence on my finger tips....I slowly positioned my self at her entrance and pushed with all my might, I wanted her to feel pain more than pleasure. I laughed as I saw her eyes widen and heard her scream into the gag. I pushed as far as possible and sighed at the pleasure of her walls wrapping around my cock. I shoved all the way into her until my public hair touched her. "Michael, you didn't tell me... it's beautiful," she exclaimed with obvious delight."Up ahead is the Hightower home." he smiled pleased with her reaction."Home? Mansion is more like it!" She stared at the white brick, two-story house set back among the flowering trees."This is an old plantation my father found and restored several years ago," her husband explained. "He liked the isolation it offered."The road widened into a circular driveway that led to the front of the Hightower mansion.. As Mary rose and slumpedin one of the chairs, two guys came to stand next toher wanking as she massaged her breasts, both came overher breasts in short time. One a tall Indian guyproduced an amazing amount of thick white cum,squirting onto Mary’s breasts and her face. As the lad with the camera snapped more pics she playedto the camera, rubbing the cum into her tits andscooping it up and into her mouth. The crowd hadthinned out now just the teenager and the final twoguys, one the older. Even better did I love the scent of him lying next to me at night, all sweaty from a hard days work, and no shower. The guys would walk down to the creek to wash up every morning, before theyd start work, but at night, they were au natural, and Ronnie, being just in his early 20s didnt smell rank — he smelled sweet — kinda like a horse after a summertime ride. That night, he just waited until he thought everyone was asleep, and then he turned to me. I quickly pulled the shirt off over my.