His hand moved from my chest back to my throat, heightening the sensation. I could enjoy every push into me until he had all nine or ten inches drivin... into me at a rapid speed.He continued to keep going and I continued to moan and groan. Until I felt his cock throb like it hadn’t before, and I felt a warm sensation of fluid shooting into me. He came. And knowing that I had made him cum led me to orgasm as well. This feeling of mutual orgasm, our bodies in sync, was something I would continue. The light of the fire was playing on their naked bodies and their sweat; even in the cold night, air was glistening like pearls. She could sense that Richard was going to come and pulled away. Turning around she went onto her hands and knees and presented her soaked sex to him. He dropped onto his knees and guiding his member, slid into her. Moving slowly he teased her cunt with the tip of his penis slowly building up momentum and penetrating deeper. With each stroke he was entering. I felt great the next morning as Mama and the pups started letting me know the sun was up and their bladders were full. I left Catla sleeping and eased into my jeans, socks, and boots before going to the door and letting the dogs out. Luckily for us all I'd already learned better than to open the door without a rifle in my hands.Mama and the pups didn't rush out to do their business right away, because there was some type of large black cat just this side of the tree line. It opened its fang. " Man, that ain't gonna git no crowd," Shorty, who had been sitting silent, interrupted. "We gotta hundred beefs goin' all the time down there." Next step," the negro continued as though anticipating this objection, "is a molotov cocktail through the window of this supermarket just down the street. They've got a stock of cleaning fluid and other inflammable material stored right next to the window where it goes through. It'll go up like a roman candle. This, of course, brings in the fire.