I feel your warm breath on my buttcheeks and then a sudden stinging as you slap my arse.You tell me to lay on my back and stroke myself again. You sli...de your wet panties off and rub them all over my chest and down to my cock. You wrap them around my cock, collecting the precum that was beginning to ooze again. You then wipe the panties across my face and put them in my mouth.You straddle me and slide down hard on my shaft. Grinding. Then raising yourself up then lowering yourself. You do this a. Barrels of Mead had been drunk last night and there were even a few souls sleeping on the beach including a couple of naked girls. I took a leak at the end of the beach and walked back into the village square, meeting a couple of the shopkeepers who were opening up after the night of revelry.The baker and butcher offered me a free breakfast pastry after I helped him get his shop ready and the tailor was eager to sell me a 'more suitable' outfit than the one I was wearing.By the time all the. It hit the back part of my mouth with the firstshot, but the following shots hit my throat with such forceI was gagging and nearly tossed my guts up. His cum was so sweet, hot and tangy at the same time. I think the fact thatwe spent the day before eating wild strawberries had somethingto do with his cum being so sweet. This time sucking him I went as slowly as I could so as notto wake Tim. Until I at least got a healthy amount of hisbaby making juice. I was licking the underside of his. She bobbed up and down giving him head.“Fuck! That feels amazing. If you keep that up, I’m going to cum.”She stopped what she was doing.“No! Lie on the bed. I want to fuck now. Don’t come yet!”Peter went to the bed. His cock stood straight up. Mrs. Rodger’s took off her clothes and squeezed some jelly onto her palm and rubbed it all over her old pussy. She had quite a bush. She and her husband rarely had sex. She was hornier that a bitch in heat to fuck Peter.She climbed on top of the.