"As Mr. Larson headed to the city, I walked the women to the lodge. It is a private hunting lodge with about fifty guest rooms and a full facility for... hunting, and relaxation after. We escorted Angeline to her room, made sure that she was safely in and secured for the evening, and then headed to the other end of the hall, to the owner's suite. Why was I not surprised?I didn't know if this evening would be a repeat of the Colorado evenings, but as she unlocked her room door, she asked me if I'd. The woman said this as she pedaled her golden blonde hair.Please don't call me honey. I really don't like whosever idea of torture this is. When he died, it was the worst day of my life. He wouldn't even be dead if it wasn't for me and I have to live with that every bloody fucking day of my life. And and and and.... *sob* if your some kinda... *sob* sick joke, I will wipe your existence from everyone's... *sob* mind.Power Girl ran to the woman breaking down crying and cradled the woman in her. ‘Yours! Baby yours!’ I whispered. ‘I can’t hear you.’ ‘I said it’s yours’ ‘What, I still can’t hear you?’ ‘Yours baby!’ ‘It’s your mother fucking pussy!’ He thrust real deep and pumped his hot sticky seed inside my wet hot ass pussy. I felt the hot fluid creaming down inside me. I felt his head on my g-spot and I couldn’t help but to cum. ‘That’s right baby.’ ‘Give it all to me.’ ‘Keep cumin.’ ‘Ride this dick!’ His mouth traveled down to my neck. He nipped me until he latched on the side of my. With lots of late night drivers... I was scared when I realized what was going to happen, nearly in tears and very anxious. But he quietly persuaded me, caressing my breast and nipple, and the vibrator felt so good with waves of pleasure pulsing through me... When a truck came towards us he told me to lift my breasts and hold them up for the driver to see. He turned on the dome light as the driver approached and passed us. I shivered with pleasure as the truck rolled past and the vibrator.