I let go of his cock and got on all fours in front of him. ‘I thought you might want a fuck’ I whispered, hardly believing what I was saying. ‘J...esus, are you sure?’ he asked getting up. ‘No but that hasn’t stopped me trying weird shit before. Go get the oil’ I said. Gary virtually ran into his bedroom and returned with some Bodyshop massage oil. We both knelt in front of each other on the floor and squirted oil on to our hands. We started lubricating our own dicks first then looked at each. Though in her home clothes her figure and Rahul’s imagination had caused a bulge in is track pants. “It’s ok,” said Rahul (In is thoughts he was thanking God for this opportunity). She saw from the door the pieces of a broken vase in Rahul’s house.“Ohh! She exclaimed sorry for this I will pay for your loss.” As Rahul moved behind she entered the house to look if anything else had broken. Rahul’s said it’s absolutely fine it was an old vase, but she persisted that he let her know the amount and. He thought that was sad, but beyond his power to change.At last—the Humboldt River valley! Potable water in excess. The river seemed to swell out of the ground from a swampy area situated in the middle of nowhere. Whatever its source, it was a welcome sight to one and all! Again, there was fresh meat from the abundant animal life and there were fish! Many of the emigrants had never eaten fish because they had lived too far away from a major river, but now they feasted on it. It's questionable. He was soon ramming his cock deep into her ass as she squealed in pleasure and pain, until he finally cried out and rammed his cock a few more times as deep as he could. I could see the cum dripping from her ass through on the zoomed in camera screen. I then left quickly, heading home to start my plan.It was a Friday, and the k**s were already spending the week with their grandparents, so we had the house to ourselves. I downloaded the pictures to the computer, and got everything set up for her.