But isn't that what adult life is like? You have a job. You come home. You take care of the children. You have dinner. You sleep with one or more of y...ur mates. Repeat.In the wake of the tumultuous events in Part VIII: Becoming the Storm, the crew deserves to have a little less stress in their lives. Of course, as they reach their mid- to late 20s, those nasty biological clocks start ticking and there is likely to be a population boom on the ranch. And along with births come the losses that we. In his fantasies girls like her rejected guys like that. But reality was different. He pulled free, bit her throat and Dough heard her moan. “Come on”, the man's voice was hoarse but clearly used to giving orders. And she obeyed, turned around. He stepped closer, his right hand slid in her tight shorts. Dough could see the finger moving, searching for something. She flinched, laughed again. “Fuck, David.” “That is the plan.” The fingers moved under the shiny fabric and Dough started to rub. Teasing it against her clit for a moment before easing it into her, just the tip. She groaned aloud as he entered her, placing her hands on his thighs as she lowered herself onto his cock. My god, he was HUGE! she thought as he slid inch-by-inch into her until he was all the way inside her, with her arse perched on his lap, making her feel so full!Emma began raising herself up and dropping back down rhythmically, gyrating as she fucked her boss... feeling him deep inside her, something she'd. Her body was shaking in ecstasy. As my dick squeezed into her tight pussy she was almost in a fit of pleasure. By the time I was all the way in her thighs were showered in cum. I pulled out and pushed back in. She came again this time all over my swinging balls. This got me close to my goal. I sped up as my climax built. She came again and the cum dripped down and onto her ass. I pulled out and used my dick to drag a lot of the juices into her ass the pounded them deep. This made her scream for.