There was a slight slip and suddenly the finger was in her to the second joint. Kitty tensed, but then tried to relax and get used to the feeling. It ...didn't hurt. At least not yet; and there was nothing she could do about it in any case. With the intrusion into her ass, Kitty had forgotten that she was suppose to be eating Miss M's pussy. A pair of hands clamped on either side of her head and pulled her back down. Her head was pressed into Miss M's cunt and the hands began moving her head. They lived in the south, Georgia to be exact and she always loved visiting them, their large plantation house was beautiful and Elizabeth loved sitting on the wrap around porch at night rocking in the rocking chairs. Maxwell stood at his uncle’s home in Georgia. He was a tall man 6'2 with strong shoulders and a narrow waist. His black hair almost touched his shoulders with a slight curl to it. He scanned the fields with his deep blue eyes. He shifted his feet, his heavy black boots sliding. . oh please don't! Not even Ken has has ever done that to me... !"Her efforts to close her legs to him were futile, as was her petition, and nestled comfortable there with hands placed strategically against the warm flesh of her gorgeous thighs, Max gazed greedily at the tight, pink split fringed enticingly with its silken, golden curls, while two dainty glistening droplets moistened the little tongue-like pink petals that peeked out at him from the thin vertical mouth; and as she lay seemingly. She put on the sandals that had straps that wrapped up to her ankle, knowing how he loved them on her legs.He rebuilt the old fire pit, first scraping away grass and debris for several feet, and then moving the stones back into place. He built a small fire to roast hot dogs on. They ate on camp chairs in the gazebo. He was explaining to her that wanted to put the tent inside the gazebo when there was a loud crack off in the woods.She jumped and turned in the direction of the noise. "What.