“Am I pronouncing it right? Rimmon?” Elder Gwydion, the man who was supposed to be in Aranel's corner, was stuttering in subservience next to the ...ouble-cocked beast. “⛧R̴͖̤̜̠͖̄̈́̒̀̑̅͜͠i̸̢̹̣̯̮̓̇ṁ̷͚͈͇̖̎̌̆̚͝͝m̷̥͚̍́̒͠ö̶̻́͝ṇ̶̢̛̦̤̲̬̩̓́̇̈́̀͗͘͜⛥” the ten-foot creature corrected. Though similar, his way of pronouncing it, like a thousand souls screaming in agony, made everyone's ears bleed. Rimmon's only fancy concession was a bow tie and a gold ring through his nose. Otherwise, he was a black, naked. Jewel spread her legs to accommodate my kisses. As I approached her pussy I moved my kisses to the inside of her thighs. The water continued to pound down on both of us, raising our temperature even further. My mouth reached Jewel’s pussy and I paused to admire her bush. Like her mother, Jewel also cut her pussy hair short, but instead of the ‘yield sign’ shape maintained by her mom, her pubic hair was trimmed into a one-inch wide ‘racing stripe’ which started about two inches above her slit,. "Go home and fuck him, Ellen. Let him fuck you like I did."She opened the door and exited the car. I pulled into the garage, wiped the cum off the seats and went in the house. After a quick shower I grabbed a beer, took a seat in the living room with my phone and waited.It was only a few minutes before it buzzed and I answered."Hello, Ellen. Tell me everything." It was so fucking hot, I can't believe it," she blurted excitedly. "He was like an animal!" Slow down," I chuckled."Sorry," she. I stopped at the bakery to eat and I visited with the girls in the motor shop for a while and we discussed how to put brush guards on the motors of a 28' catamaran. We agreed that it could be done but it would knock the hell out of the performance. Since performance was not going to be an issue I told them to get started on it. They wanted to know what it was for and I told them about buying into Herbs business and that we needed a brush boat that could go straight into a mangrove bush and mow.