Instinctively, I thrust my hips forward to reduce the target, which lifts my cock to within inches of those pouting pussy lips. Before I can relax, in... a single, seamless motion, Gina's hand grabs my cock at the base as she lowers her body. I slip effortlessly between her open lips and into the warm channel of her vagina.My half closed eyes fly open in surprise, and although she at least knows what was coming, Gina's eyes also grow wide as I penetrate deep inside her. She smiles at me for a. Mrs. Dickinson and her daughters wore jodhpurs that clung tightly to the buttocks. Each was perfectly proportioned according to age, Mrs. Dickinson being the largest, then Vanessa, then down Vicky who was slim and curvy. Not knowing where to look, I stared downwards. My eyes met the sight of three pairs of black shiny knee length riding boots. Slowly I looked upwards, following the line of a thick leather plaited riding crop which was hanging by a loop from Mrs. Dickinson's wrist. She twisted. She felt his balls, freshly shaved, lightly brush over her belly. She lifted her slippery tits to make a path for his cock, looked up at him and urged him to lean on him elbows. When he did this, her face was at his chest, and she could see his breathing becoming quicker, as the excitement really began to build inside of him. She lightly bit his nipples, one after the other, making them hard from the touch. Fuck those tits, baby, slide your cock in there, and tell me if it's wet enough for. Five pesos was an insult. Doc watched with disinterested eyes. With luck the sailors would be able to auction off the recruit for enough to keep them drinking the rest of the night. He was a good looking kid. The boy might go for as high as eighty pesos, perhaps even a hundred. Donna looked at the boy standing on the table, being held steady by a few of the other sailors. ?I don’t like cherry boys.? Doc lifted one eyebrow. ?Cherry boys no good.? .