Casey saw all the onlookers staring at her topless body. Her breasts were firm and perky and her hard long nipples pointed to the dining audience like... poised arrows on bows. Their reaction was exactly what she wanted. The element of surprise was definitely on their faces. And it was about to get even more surprising. Jacob slipped his fingers around the elastic of Casey’s thong hugging her hips. The mere feel of his fingers wrapping around it sent a rush through her body in anticipation of. “I know I look small and fragile, but I’m not. I like a big dick and I like it rough. Pound my hot pussy to pieces, baby. Pound my ass into the ground.”That’s what she asked for and that’s what she got. Clutching her tightly, I rammed my throbbing nine inch cock into her as hard as I could. The sound of her grunts, moans, and cries of ecstasy filled my back yard as my prick slurped in and out of her tight hole.If Trisha got hot when she was having her cunt lapped, she got even hotter when she. Feebie rose further and rolled off Wynn, grabbing the sheet and covering him to reduce the chance of a too quick cool down. Wynn put his arms behind his head and stared at the ceiling. ‘Good Valentine’s Day’ he thought. It was past midnight. He fell back into sleep. Wynn felt the bed quiver with a body getting in. Feebie must be returning from a preening break. He felt her warmth sidle up to his side. Her breasts pressed his arm. Her hand covered his cock, causing it to sprout with the start of. "Your punishment is over. You are ill. Rest here and let Lenalook after you."With that the frail old man slumped back into the bed. In his delirium,he didn't see River, but his youthful wife, and she had ordered him tolet Lena look after him. Something broke within him: the decade longgrief he suffered ended, and he meekly obeyed the younger First Nationswoman. He spent nearly a week in bed, in fever at first, kept alive byLena spooning chicken noodle soup into him: soup made from one of.