My goal was to dig down and remove all the sand from inside the walls. That way, the walls would provide more protection from the wind when it was str...ong enough to start blowing sand around. I wasn’t surprised when my shovel hit a piece of wood. I’d hit driftwood twice before. I assumed that a hurricane or some other storm that had filled the basement with sand had added the driftwood too.What was surprising was that the rotted wood was still attached to something. Even though the piece broke. S-stop it ... I..." Don't you want to cum?" Not with your foot! It's too ... uhn! ... t-too weird..." Diane loves it."Melinda panted hard. "She loves anything you do to her." Yeah, and you love this."Melinda whimpered. Her knees slid further apart, and she rocked her hips in time to Heather's strokes. She let out a shrill cry as she came, pussy throbbing hard against Heather's foot.Heather watched her sister writhe in the throes of climax. She pulled her foot back a little and wiggled her toes. " I heard, CAPsmart or something," my father interrupted. "It's fake everyone knows it. So what does him being involved with that matter?" You might know its fake, but not everyone does. The wife of a popular cop purchased a supply, and then had an allergic reaction to the drug. From what I heard they had put peanut oil into the mix and this woman was deathly allergic to peanuts," I replied."So?" my father responded. His voice showed no concern for the woman only petulance that Mike was not. . .” she whines softly. Gregory’s tongue darts out of his mouth and licks the lips of Elizabeth’s woman-ness. Elizabeth moans and bucks her hips. Gregory thrusts his tongue in and out of her, going faster. Elizabeth moans and bucks her hips matching Gregory’s speed. Elizabeth gasps softly and soon her juices flow from her. Gregory opens his mouth wider and eagerly drinks up her sweet and warm juices. “You were right, Gregory, I did enjoy that.”Elizabeth pants softly as Gregory stands.