“When are your parents out of town the next time?”“Next weekend I think, why?”“Vodka and a ...?”“Oh, hell yes! That would be awesome. Le...’s invite her.”Natasha stood outside the sex shop looking at all the toys, videos, clothing and wondered what half of the stuff was even used for. She wasn’t into the BDSM stuff, nor some of the other fetish toys she saw hanging against the red velvet cloth. The door opened and a middle-aged man came out. When he saw her, he quickly pulled his cap down and. I watched with great interest as "she" slid on her black, seamed,fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stockings, hooked them withthe straps of a waist-cincher, then slid into the tallest black,patent-leather pumps I had ever seen.The little doll took a moment to pose herself in front of a full-lengthmirror, which she doused with a generous blast of cum in tribute to herown beauty and femininity.Then she slid on her panties, tucking her rather large willie intightly. The obligatory little. Hishaunches bunched with muscle and he jammed his prickout. His swollen balls rolled out like oranges.“If I frig him, can I ride him?” Sharon asked.In fact, at the moment, she was much more interestedin the frigging him, whether she rode the brute ornot.Aunt Pearl had been about to offer to empty thestallions balls, herself. Now she felt a rush ofexcitement at the thought of her sexy young niecedoing the job.“Okay,” she said. “Err… I’d better stay. They could tell when they got to the panhandle, because the road pooped out like it had been cut with a knife. The frugal Cherokees had not spent a penny on a road they were not responsible for.The first town they came to in the panhandle was more like a disaster area than a town. It had seven saloons, and that was it! If you wanted a meal or a room for the night, you had to go to the next town. On the other hand, if you wanted alcohol or opium or a woman, by the fuck, by the hour, or by the.