She reached down to press her clit and feel his big cock slide against her fingertips. Michael held her legs up by her calves and increased his tempo.... Allyson began breathing heavily and when she felt his balls slapping on her ass cheeks, an orgasm surged through her. She usually wasn't too vocal when she came, but now she let loose.“OH! OH GOD YES! FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG DICK! OH!”Michael stopped after her orgasm wound down as he felt he could cum soon if he kept going. He withdrew from her and. His mouth knew hers and the soft, white heat of her neck. And he knew there was a time or two or three as they petted in the front seat of his father's pickup on a dark and lonely country road that Lucy Jane's virginal resolve had crumbled and all he needed to do was lay her back to receive her eager surrender.He didn't. Boys like Cotton didn't push girls like Lucy Jane to go all the way. In places like Flatland, those were the rules. Each night they both went home to masturbate in their own. I tried to adjust but with swiftness and confidence he pinned me down. He used his rough, manly hands to grope and caress my ass cheeks. I showed I liked this by, involuntarily humping the bed. Unbeknownst to myself at this stage Joe had positioned himself so his head was level to my ass. I only realised this as his bushy face nestled itself in-between my ass cheeks. Followed by a greedy lapping up at my tight whole. His tongue patiently worked away at my hole. He devoured my opening like he. He smelled too bad even for the cheap whores who frequented the River Inn. Here in the cesspool that was River Town, Ree'al had been drunk for two weeks. That's what the bartender told him this morning when he asked for a drink."Why will you not give me a drink?" Ree'al asked, carefully pronouncing each word."You made me swear not to, sir," the bartender answered diffidently moving back out of reach."What? Why?" You said that you would drink for two weeks and then I must stop you." Ha! I do not.