"Come early and make me your Sheppard's pie. I haven't had that in years." Shelly's Sheppard's pie was second only to my long departed mother's creati...on.Shelly smiled brightly. "Sounds like a plan Dad." That was that. We would both have company on Halloween.When she left we went through the house so she could pick up her 'care package' of leftovers to bring home with her. I stood just outside the front door on the porch as she started down the steps. Three steps down she turned to inquire what. The hem of your skirt barely covers our activity from the eyes of passing cars. I don?t think anyone in a car can see what I am doing to you, though an old farmer riding in the passenger side of a beat-up flatbed truck gives me a big, toothless grin and a ?thumbs up? as I let them pass me. Feeling your elastic entrance open up, I slip two fingers in and out of your sweet little cunt and move my hand faster and faster, round and round, my thumb still pressing on your sweet spot. You open your. "Wow!" she thought. "I'm getting comfortable with this." "No, but thanks for asking. I want to fuck you and I want to come with you. Can we do that?" "I'll do my best." He sat up and found his blue jeans on the floor beside the futon and reached in the pocket and took out the plastic package of a condom, bit off the corner and took it out. "I'll put it on," she said, "and while I'm at it, I want to nibble on that cock of yours." My, my," he said with a touch of sarcasm, "You've done this. Ashleigh came hard, screaming out in to release her forced ecstasy. Donna didn’t miss a beat; she sat upright in another scissor position and resumed grinding. She used every ounce of endurance and strength she had left to grind the blonde as hard and fast as she could. Ashleigh came over and over again, visibly squirting harder and harder with each orgasm. Donna kept grinding, viciously grabbing her opponent’s small breasts and violently pressing and rubbing them. Ashleigh came 10 times.