Taking an old percolator coffee pot she put some coffee in the metal insert, added water, put on the top with its little glass ball, and placed it on ...the stove. Coffee was one of the few things from the white man Robert found of any value. She took another bite of jerky, but this time she also took a small bite from one of the bars of dried fruit and nuts. Chewing slowly she silently broke the mescal into a powder. She added some flour and honey to that, broke up one of the fruit-nut bars,. He laughed. It was dark and menacing, yet still seductive. She bit back a moan, her pussy throbbing as he rubbed her sensitive lips with the tip of his cock. So fucking hot. I hope its just as hot inside. With that, he plunged deep inside of her without any warning. Her face twisted up in pain and ecstasy. His thickness stretched her further than her husband ever could. The tip of his cock was already at her cervix. She knew for a fact that all of him wasnt in, but just because he was at her. It was again his way of trying to play up the difference between her innocent, youthful look and the embarrassing, vulgar, and slutty appearance he had now given her.She still could never stop from blushing at the humiliation that she felt whenever she was outside in her stripper sandals or heels, wearing a Hello Kitty T-shirt that barely came to under her breasts and was so tight it looked like it was going to rip at the seams, and one of her extremely small skirts or ultra tight shorts that. I saw her face she was smiling with closed eyes. I massaged her back thighs it is so soft. I moved to her ankle slowly massaged her toe for some time. I poured oil in her ass more and massaged it for some time she was dripping her love juices.I asked her to turn around with huge smile in her face she turned around facing the ceiling. I massaged her toes legs and thighs for about 5 minutes. She was enjoying with closed eyes I poured oil over her boobs and started massaging her shoulders collar.