She said, "The burn mark has finally disappeared."Nodding his head, Ken said, "Yeah. The grass has come back and is greener than the rest of the yard...." That burn mark bothered my father more than anything else about this house. He loves a well groomed lawn, even if his falls far short of the mark," said Lucy. Her father had been waging a lifelong war trying to get the grass to grow under the large oak tree in their front yard.Entering the house, Lucy headed towards the guestroom to change into. I couldn't believe how wet she was when I entered her or her sexual frenzy as she begged me to fuck her harder and deeper. She had multiple orgasms that night for the first time in years, and as soon as I'd cum she had her mouth on my dick trying to get me hard again. I managed to get it up and off three times before my cock refused to respond again. In frustration, when her mouth couldn't get me up again, she swung over me and ground her pussy down on my face and held it there until I got her. .. I love how he lets me control the pace right now ... I love him ... I love you ... I love this!” Dana exclaimed, “I want him to knock me up, knock you up, too!”“Oh, fuck, did you have to say that?” I groaned, unable to stop myself as I blasted the insides of Dana’s wonderful twat with my hot cum.“Talk of knocking me up did that for you? Oh, sweet Jesus, that’s fucking awesome and flattering as hell!” Dana declared as she joined Carlos in orally pleasuring me, licking her own juices off my. Gosh, Michelle,you do have a barcode on your neck! Witcheeeeee?!!" Mmmppphhh, Bttn," Michelle chided, shaking her head. She wantedto convey to Betty the idea that she would plan their escape, nother, and she would explain the barcode another time. Michelle Murray hada better idea. Betty had been a hot-headed, impulsive youth and those traits had carriedover into her 30s. A few months ago, she had even bound Michelle in a tighthogtie as a mid-winter Wednesday afternoon prank, leaving her that.