"I'm glad you like it," she said with the most sensual voice I'd ever hear her use. "What would you say to tasting it fresh from the source?" I moan...ed loudly, obviously in pleasure from the though. I had told her before that my wife won't let me go down on her, and that I really miss eating pussy. "I kind of thought so," she said. "Turn over."I rolled over onto my back again, and she stood over me at the head of the table. She had dropped her pants and was unbuttoning her blouse as I. There were many artifacts laying on the ground, virtually everywhere from those days, and musing over what happened to those people was a popular pastime. That should give you a sense of the area and you should acknowledge that I felt perfectly safe there. Mister Bear seldom came visiting and when he approached, you would know in an instant, well in advance of his arrival, for all the deer scrambled hastily and the woods got deathly quiet, where ever his heavy foot fell. A deep sense of dread. As it slid back out she could feel it twitching and jerking against the insides of her mouth. That, coupled with Marshall's strangled groans, let her know that he was about to come.And she was right. The first warm spurts jumped into her mouth before the head of his cock even cleared her lips."Owwnngggghhh!" he cried out, and long strings of creamy jism began to squirt out of his prick.Both Kendra and Laura grabbed his squirting prick, licking and pumping it as he came, and the warm dollops of. My wife's eyes were filled with lust and I could tell that he her had her right were he wanted her and that most likely she'd do just about whatever he asked of her if she could just get her mouth back onto his big cock! Karen didn't respond to his request for money so he choose another way to show his mastery over her. He said, "Shit, my feet sure are tired. C'mere and lick my feet, bitch." She didn't even hesitate and I watched Karen bow her long blonde hair over his feet and begin to clean.