I told him of course and he said he would pick up a 12 pack of Bud and we could watch TV. Kevin came over and we immediately began to down the brew. I... am a lightweight at drinking, three beers is my limit. Kevin on the other hand has a hollow leg and he drank the other 9 beers. This is when he started to talk to me about Joy. How much he missed her, how they fuck every night and how he is so fucking horny with out her. At this point I am not thinking about sex as I felt bad for him and tried to. She leaned back into the seat as I brought my fingers up, lifting her saree completely up and placed it at her waist level.Now her fair colored thighs were revealed, along with her pink panties. Mamatha opened her legs wider and took my right hand and placed it near her thighs junction and looked at me seductively. Mamatha whimpered as I pressed my hand on her pussy lips through the pink panties.I pressed harder and she put her hand back against the bulge of my cock. I slipped a finger up past. She was a Mormon widow and had given birth to many children. She needed some dick, since her husband was gone. It would take some big animal cock to satisfy her. Unfortunately, the miniatures did not have the size of a donkey dick. This experienced donkey fucked the woman like a Tijuana side show. He brayed loudly and fucked the woman steadily until she moaned in a trance. She was a church going widow and Saturday was her donkey day. Tomorrow she would be at the services. Today she had the. You needing pleasured. You being controlled. My head nearly exploded as I tried to see it all. The tape holding the rabbit vibe, buried deep in you. The fur cuffs, soft around your ankles while the wood held strong and firm. Then I zoomed in and I saw you’re your sweet nectar shooting out of your pussy and I remembered how you quivered as I brought you off. I could almost hear you saying those things again.” “Yes, yes… that is what it was… God I was imagining some stud sticking his cock.