"Want to come to my house? Gerald's here, and he has a friend with him. He might be the answer to your problem!"Stephanie's voice had a ring to it, as... if she were up to something. And if Gerald was at Stephanie's house, Cathy was pretty sure that her parents weren't home.It made her nervous. Gerald hung out with some older men, and even Cathy's mother, who wasn't too critical of Cathy's friends, had said that she didn't like "that Gerald or his questionable friends." I don't know, Steph. Wait. 'OH God will someone fuck my arse now please??' My mother asked.I lifted Mrs. Kelly off her son's cock, and my mother quickly sucked it into her mouth. Then she said, 'Fuck my arsehole Sean!!!... NOW'. She got on all fours on the floor and Sean began to press into her tight hole from behind. 'Aaaaarrrrrrrrgggghhhh...Uhhh, Uhhh, Uhhh... OWWWWWWWWWW... Fuck...' Sean was not gentle.. he pressed in hard and fast.Catherine had now dropped to her knees and started to deep throat me again, tasting the. It was way tight on me but the fleece lining felt good. I always kept my gloves in my saddlebag. My pony, Paint, didn't want to leave the small shed behind Julie's house but I kicked her a few times and we got started. That was the worst ride of my life! It was hard to tell which end was up in what was now a full-fledged blizzard. The wind was blowing the snow straight out of the northwest and was starting to drift somewhat fierce.After losing the road a couple times I cut off to my right until. Before I went out I laid on the bed and fingered my clitty until my hole was soaking. We had a great time in andheri and a lot of fun, although nothing too serious – I snagged a couple of guys and had my tits felt up, and one young guy even slipped a couple of fingers into my hot little cunthole whilst we were queuing at the bar for more drinks. Things got a little out of hand and it all ended up in the toilet cubicle, where I deep throated him until he shot a big wad of cum from his big cock.