I threw my pants and tshirt over one of the windmill pipes and got in and splashed around and enjoyed the somewhat cool water on that really hot summe... day.After a bit of that I got out stark naked of course and grabbed my jeans and tshirt and headed to the house to get a towel I had forgotten to take and dry off. Right on my heels was one of our dogs, Jasper we called him who was no more than a who knows what mutt kind of dog. Dad didn't like him much nor did my brother, but Mom insisted we. Besides, I am not sure he can be killed.”“Dr. Death kills people to live.”“Yup, at least three or four a year and has for millennia. I heard he has agreements with multiple unnamed countries to dispose of his choice of death row inmates.”“Killing is still killing. That is not a subject we will agree on...” Wallace Kronkite returned to the topic of one Moria O’Shannan, questioning her for over thirty minutes about her numerous small workshops worldwide which began as the SI Manufacturing. Meanwhile I brought my hand back under dress to play with her plump teen butt and work my saliva into her asshole. She lifted up, directed the engorged purple mushroom and then sat down slowly; first letting her supple milky cheeks envelope the tip and then letting her weight combined with gravity impale her petite frame on her brother’s fat prick. The copious amounts of saliva we used paid off and with more ease than last time her tight anal ring gave way, opening, and stretching to. As she walked through the bed room to our bath room I caught a faint sent of sperm. Kay said After I shower we can fuck or you can fuck my dirty pussy now I want you now just the way you are I jumped out of bed and undressed her and ran my hands all over her body, fantasizing about what the other guy or guys did to her. I picked her up and dropped her on our king size bed, as I got on the bed I could see cum leaking from her pussy. I said who or how many guys did you have this evening Kay.