Doreen was one of those females that wore crazy panties with weird statements or pictures on them with suggestive innuendo. I used to like to read the...m before I stuck it to her in the back seat of the car or up on the roof in a hidden corner. I have to admit that sometimes they made me a bit frenzied to get my business inside her quicker than was appropriate. She was quite the one to appreciate the whirlwind atmosphere of getting right down to brass tacks and her "whilst being fucked". " Wouldn't let him write or draw or even throw a stick for the dog with his left hand. No sir, would hit him and yell at him every time he saw him do it," said Mrs. Clagett. "Lem could be mean, 'specially when he'd been down to the tavern there." Never heard that before," Beall said. "Now why'd he do such a thing." Thought the left hand did the devil's work. Some preacher at one of them tent meetings must'a said something about the evil side or some such. 'Sinister' was the word he sometimes. I could see Jane’s nipples were hard through her top. My cock made another involuntary twitch. However jane pulled out the biggest strap on I have ever seen, it was black but with pink patches on it. The helmet must have been a good 3 inches across, it seemed to be made of rubber or something as it flopped onto the table. I was almost in shock, Jane said. Cool I haven’t seen one of these for a while. Carol let out a laugh and said “I have never seen one!” at which point I nodded and said “ummm. Her fingers then find my zip and slowly pull it down, slowly in goes her hand pulling my pants aside until she finds what she wants. She pulls it out and rubs the head between the cheeks of her ass then pushes it down until it fits between her legs. I can feel her warm cunt as my stiff cock is lying against it, she moves forward slightly opening her legs as she does so allowing her cunt lips to open, I pull back until the head of my throbbing cock resting against soaking wet entrance, she.