Your knees are together again (you know how i feel about that). i climb up an "mount" you pounding from behind. sounds and the smell of sex are in the... air. i pull back, still inside you so i can finger your ass some more. getting you ready. i turn you on your side so i can see your face as i glide into your ass. slowly softly, you absolutely explode. almost in the fetal position, you show your approval with a trickle of your honey running down yer thigh. which i gather up with a free hand. i. Old Zeb, the tobacco chewer gave a loud snort, grinned with delighted satisfaction, and settled back in his chair with a series of side-splitting guffaws. The other old man sitting on the porch was slapping his legs and laughing so hard his face was turning red. ‘Wal I never! Lord! Whut’d yuh do that fer Zeb? That poor lizzard ain’t never gonna be the same! Naw Sirree!’ Zeb chuckled at his friend. ‘Guess thet old lizzard ain’t too partial to some side seasonin’ with his meat, is he? Hells. But she just kept stroking herself until she was wet. Mistress got the jar of cherries and began stuffing them into her pussy. She ended up with about 10 of them inside her. She reached into the bag and removed the wooden spoon, tapping it on my body. The cord had been wrapped around my breasts. This made them tight and red. She was tapping the spoon on the tops of them. Not hard, but with a steady rhythm. While it didn’t hurt at first, with the steady tapping, they soon began to turn red and. " It's a pleasure to meet you Stacy." I shook her hand. Not firm, but she had an honest smile.Stacy said, "It's nice to meet you too."Georgia stood up, put her arm around Stacy's middle and said, "Stacy, why don't you sit next to Steve. Do you mind?" While the two switched seats, Georgia continued, "Lordy, I feel like little Miss Matchmaker. Steve's wife left him about four months ago, and I finally got him to come to visit me. He needs to lighten up and have a little fun, maybe meet some new.