Long-limbed Woman (Dangling) Long-limbed womanSeatedOn the seashoreA tangleOf gangly limbsGoldenWith the sunI smell the scent of the seaOn your skinAn...d in your hairLong-armed womanResting your chinUpon your handRight arm bentIn servitudeLeft arm extendedThat its palmMight caress the sandBreasts spillingLike dewy melonsDown your liquid chestLong-legged womanSeatedOn the seashoreLeft leg bentBeneath youA makeshift cushionRight leg cockedBeneathThe bent right armA reinforcementOfferingRedoubled. Her ruffled pussy lips glistened with lewd moisture, dripping down onto the sheets. Bobby thrust. Beth howled with pain and lustful satisfaction as the full length of her son’s rigid cock hammered balls-deep into her tight, aching cunt.“Umm! Umm! Umm!!” Were the only muffled grunts of pleasure escaping from Beth’s lips as her son’s hard prick repeatedly spiked into her eager twat. His hips pistoned like a machine and Beth bucked, meeting him thrust for cunt-wrecking thrust. Soft, sensual. Tracy couldn't help herself and took a look. He pulled down his foreskin exposing his bulbous head. His cock looked massive at least 9 inches maybe bigger not only that it was thick. His glans looked about the size of a tomato and was a deep purple colour engorged with blood. His cock twitched in time with the pulse of blood which fed his tool. Tracy could see a drop of white precum at the tip. She was sure this monster prick would stretch her to her limits. The man was eager to take this. “Oh, yeahsure,” he said when he found his voice. “Uh.why don’t youhave a seat? How’s your golf game coming along?”Traci perched on a stool across from John. She talkedabout her golf game while he openly gawked at her bodyand went through his exercises. Traci didn’t mind himlooking. For most of her life males hadn’t paid her anyattention. She had grown up as an ugly duckling. Untilhigh school she was always the tallest, heaviest and mostawkward in.