?Our son, having a massive hard on alreadyafter fucking his mom, threw his sobbing, frantic younger sister on her back,holding her legs up, he quickly...pushed his hard dick into her raped, slickpussy, fucking her hard and fast.? Thesound of his ferocious fucking echoed across her room.? It was a continuous borage as he fucked hermercilessly, just enjoying his younger sisters hot, raped cunt meat around hismanhood.? My wife casually sat on herface as I held her still, fucking her pussy with her. I thought about Sutter and the fact that he had built his sawmill in a gold rich area. He built the sawmill so he could cut boards for his four stone flourmills. I shook my head. Seemed convoluted to me, but that was the way it was.Marshall, who worked for Sutter, was all excited about finding gold. Sutter went up to the sawmill site to make sure. He then he asked his employees to keep quiet about this for six weeks. That was all he needed for his mill to be finished. Unfortunately, they kept. What she lacked was a competent lover.I had helped her on the street when I saw her and her cowering maid being accosted by a rough-looking pair of incomprehensible Germans, and she invited me to dine and then, quite shyly, to her bed. I claimed fatigue, concealing my politics and assignment, but never willing to miss an opportunity to enjoy a good meal or a willing woman, especially one this pretty or so needy.She surely was not yet twenty, indeed still carried a bit of the soft curves of. Two ... the trouble maker ... was female and young at her job. If it involved nefarious action ... Two was your man ... er ... woman.Spotting a mirror, she considered her ass.And that got the female constituents making declarations of the need for diet ... and shaping up. “We’ll be back.”I was promised. CM and JW were threatened. I may be the youngest but I am responsible... I hate that word.They disappeared.We were being provisioned at the dock near the airbase. Our friendly refitter needed.