I dipped a finger into her cunt and her delicate honey was like a soft syrup clinging to my finger. I put it in my mouth.I looked up to find she was s...ucking on her tits. She suckled on one of her hard nipples as she looked down at me with eyes full of desire. "Mmm, you like that? You like eating mommy's pussy?" she asked."I love eating mommy's pussy," is all I said. I couldn't wait to return to munching on her beautiful wet mature cunt of hers."Oh yeah... oh god yeah," she moaned in between. As luck would have it she was in her period, so we sat a date two weeks from then. Soon the magic dust would get its first test.Chapter 2:Two weeks later Crazy Ann and her husband flew into the city where I lived. I picked them up and showed them to the suite I had reserved.Later, both guys showed up with medical tests on all four guys going to have sex with her. We had a good meeting and at the end, I went over to pour some champagne to celebrate. With my back turned and the guys distracting. On the other side, the British troops looked at the American militias as crude, disorganized and lacking in social graces. The British Army usually just took what they wanted from the settlers and gave them a worthless piece of paper in return that promised payment at some future date.During the French and Indian Wars, the American militias showed that they could work together to defeat the French and their Indian allies. This sense of unity was the seeds from which the spirit of unity arose in. Cheryl moaned and leaned back against me so I could a better hold on her big, fleshy tits. My rough breast play was driving her crazy. I yanked her tank top and bra right over her head so she was standing there topless, those amazing breasts bouncing and swaying. I grabbed them and pulled on them, twisting her nipples roughly, trying to force every bit of my fantasies about her incredible chest into those few moments. “Oh God, bro, squeeze them harder! Harder! I know how much you love my.