I guess I’m a woman now. No, not yet. Not until I fill you with your first load of cum. Then do it. Fuck me and cum inside me. Make me yours. That w...as exactly what I intended to do but it suddenly struck me that she was becoming a bit too demanding. She was forgetting who the master was. I had to regain control. I had to stop thinking with my little brain for just a second. I pinched her face in my hand. First, I will fuck you when I’m good and ready. Second, you’re already mine to do with as I. Being the only male in the house, it was my responsibility to get rid of the snow. At my mother’s direction, I climbed out the window and sunk about three feet deep into the powdery white blanket that covered the entire town. Collecting my shovel, I started working, first making a narrow path to my door, then clearing it out to allow my family to enter and exit at will. I was looking forward to entering my warm house, taking a hot shower and having a bowl of soup to warm up, but I apparently. The vibrations of her moans of pleasure that Hazel was making ran down the length of my cock and soon my own moans mingled with hers. Peter had removed his head from between her thighs and was poised cock in hand, ready to give my sexy wife just what she wanted. His knob was just inches from the entrance to her love tunnel, and he smiled at me as he moved it closer. I got off the bed again, time for more pictures. I watched as Peter slowly moved forwards, his knob easing Hazels pussy lips. I told her that she was supposed to crawl in reverse by keeping her back perpendicular with the ground and only using the flat of her hands and her feet to move.“Oh, is that all?” Becky shrugged and let me fill her mouth with pig feed. She dug her tits into the mud and then pushed herself hard across the pigpen to the trough. She asked me if this was what I wanted to see when she flipped backward into the crab position and returned to me. It was more than impressive to watch, and I told her she.