“Uh, you okay, Mom?” Melinda asked as she swept by in her nightgown.“Yep,” I lied and clapped my hands together like the perky blonde did on t...he TV.“I was only joking about you having a fat bottom,” she said as she headed into the kitchen. “You don’t want to overdo it.”“Fine,” I panted. It took too much breath to say more.Step up. Step down. Up. Down. Feel that burn. Don’t think about cocks. I hurt too much to think about cocks.Melinda headed by with a bowl of vanilla ice cream and strawberry. " He is warmer than me. Bigger and has more hair."Should Napoleon have us attack, so soon after yule?"I say brightly, "Actually yes. it is a good idea. If the Empire celebrates any holidays they will work hard to include the troops, they always did in my day. Plus this way we get our holiday together and no one feels bad if one of the protectors dies in this assault"I feel Saul shudder at my side. "That is awfully cold Nosis." He looks sadly over at the fighting field that we are walking. I was deep in her dripping pussy, in and out, over and over. I grabbed her ankles, put her sexy, freshly painted toes into my mouth and licked all around them, before turning her around and fucking her from behind like a madman. I gave her a couple of light spanks and watched her delicious ass jiggle with every pound of my cock. Once again, I was at my limit and told her I was going to cum. She grabbed my dick in her hands, took it out of her wetness and turned around as she stroked me until I. He was maybe my age, but taller, and I am not petite. I am 6 feet tall, so he must have been 6 foot 2 or 3 and ripped as fuck. He had so many muscles, he was so big, he could tear me in half if he wanted to! "Oh fuck!" he exclaimed with a smile as he saw me. "Who are YOU?!"Impulsively I just blurted out my name, "Chrissy." You one of the showgirls?" he asked."No, I'm here on a date." Wow! Just put on some make up, maybe a wig, and you could be on that stage."I blushed. "Thank you." I headed for.