& Mrs. Honeysuckle. They're claiming we sold them a flower that talks!"They don't seem to mind that the flower talks; but, they do keep complaining th...at this flower uses... well... some pretty colorful language," she said."See if they'll let you interview this talking flower—and if you ever... tell anybody I ask you to do this interview... , I'm gonna deny it," she promised.Geez! I thought. Here we go again.About now, I'm looking for a lifeboat. I think I see the Titanic steaming toward me over. I then inserted my middle finger into her Love hole she just grasped her breath and started moaning. I put my leg between both of her legs and increased the speed of my finger. She started moaning loud and she let out a load of her lovely juices splashing my fingers. For next few minutes she held me tight and kept kissing my cheek and fore head. I then got on her and started kissing her cheeks.Slowly I moved down and started biting her hip. She then contracted her legs and I pleaded her to let. Yesssss my little tong is scooping into the huge slit in the mammoth head scooping cum that is still flowing from his last atomic orgasm that filled my tummy like with gallons of his hot seed ,and it was still feeding me my own huge clitt was throbbing big for me but tinny next to Rockys 38 inch giant .The big tall giant stood towering high over me as he stood up to his full height of fifteen towering like the giant he is looking down at me as I fingered my pussy with one hand and squeezing my. . . what are you doing,” moaned Carol.Back and forth, back and forth, the moving finger was rewarded soonest by a soaking flood: the woman was spraying her juices.“Ohhhhhhhh. . . cuuuuuuumming. Move your hand, make me cum; please, daddy, make me cum.”“Yes, baby. I told you: I’ll make you cum so much and so many times as you never cum before.”His hand was reaming her snatch and exploring her ass: a double penetration she had never received in a such possessive way. Although she was thirty years.