, December 2016(Author's P.S.: To get a more immersive experience when writing, I like to listen to themed music, which I highly reccomend you do as w...ell- for this story I listened mainly to a compilation of Ennio Morricone's theme music, a live album of the Spaghetti Western Orchestra, and my own playlist of Western cinema scores, all of which can be found online. It really helps me get in the mood, so do give it a go!)(Author's P.P.S: The more astute readers may notice that the story is. “It feels so coarse,” she said. He wanted her to take hold of his penis, but was afraid to ask, until she said. “I don’t suppose you’d like to put your fingers in my vagina?”“Oh yes, can I?”Ellen spread her legs even wider apart and he search the hair until he felt the wetness. Ellen gasped as they started to enter her opening. At that point, she wrapped her hand around the boy’s penis and began masturbating him.No one had ever touched him down there, added to the fact that Ellen’s was the. My pace had sped up and I knew I was gonna blow soon. With bothhands on the back of Mr. Gibson's head I pumped in and out of hismotherfucking mouth. I told him to get ready because I was gonna shoot myload right down his throat and he was gonna swallow every last drop. Hiseyes widened and he had a look of fear on his face. I didn't give a fuck.All of a sudden I started unloading a massive thick load of young hot blackcum into Mr. Gibson's throat, pushing his head all the way down onto. ..it was her!!!"its rude to stare you know" she said, shit she knew what i had been up to, i just didn't know what to say, "my husband has gone on a boat trip but i told him i wasn't feeling well and would spend the day in the room" i was truggling so hard not to keep looking at her sitting there in her bikini and trying even harder to say something "well come on then" she prompted, "what?" i just about managed "well like i said i'm spending the day in my room i don't want to be alone and i.