‘Come on, the company owner wants to talk to all us crew guys before we start. He’s got all of us on this one job right now, so he wants to tell u...s not to fuck up,’ he continued. John Gofelt, the owner was a rotund bald white man of medium height. He had khaki pants and a green dress shirt that looked as if it could barely contain his girth. A large unlit cigar hung from his lips. He gave them a quasi-inspirational talk about attention to detail, and then took some questions. Predictably only. . it's delicious as I'm stretched open, pulled apart, forced to display.. I am ready for anything, I am so aroused.. Something enters me forcefully, straight in to my wet pussy, filling me, and then it begins to pump me, to fuck me like a dog, like I'm not even there, just a piece of meat, a wild animal, a dirty, trashy fuck-slut that needs to be hurt over and over again.... I am pummeled by it, mercilessly pounded deeply, it's using me totally, selfishly, having me carelessly, and it's the. At the first long, eager swipe of his tongue, I dropped my head back and released a long and satisfied sigh and moan. Paddy was really getting into it; my pussy was already stimulated by the talk and now was flowing plentifully as he was lapping it up with the zeal I have only experienced from a dog.My body was a jumble of aroused nerves all tangled and sparking across each other as the dog’s relentless dedication to savoring the fluids from my pussy increased with my increased flow. I. I could feel myself coming and at that moment I suddenly realized I didn’t know if she was on the pill and we certainly weren’t using a condom. I stopped in midstream wondering what to do.”Don’t worry, I’ve been on the pill for months, just in case this ever happened.” she said. That was enough for me and I started driving as deep as I could inside her. I shot my load almost immediately and the sensation of feeling my cum shooting inside her felt fantastic.Maya was writhing about underneath me.