. “turn around”.. but could not say it with a serious tone and could not hide the naughty smile on her face as she glimpsed once or twice more at ...his crotch. As she glimpsed he too could not help take a couple of sneak peeks, now while she was standing straight, at the unbelievably perfect curve of her bum. Reluctantly and with a naughty smirk on his face he seemed not able to disobey her command to turn around. He turned but kept in his mind the image of that beautiful curve of her bum and the. That explained the brown out I had noticed a while back. Relieved that the brewing storm had passed away, I picked up a piece of walnut wood and my set of carving knives. I sat down on the chair, the back of which faced the door, turned on the lamp and closed my eyes. Catherine's figure as she walked away on that dusty road that morning filled up my mind. I opened my eyes, bent down on the desk and started to slowly chisel away chips from that special piece of walnut log I had saved for long to. When the black had fucked Linda had lost track if everything except the feeling if the thick long shaft smoothly sliding in and out of her. Now she watched as Serena was reduced to quivering flesh as she was fucked from one orgasm to the next. She was on her knees next to the black stud who was servicing her daughter. She looked him in the eye and would do anything he wanted. She leaned forward and shared a sexy kiss with him as he fucked Serena."Lick her asshole!" He said as they stopped their. Wyclef just laughed and whispered to her, “I would’ve have kicked myself in the balls if you hadn’t asked about Eddy, ah the bartender. I saw the way you were flirting with him before I came along you know. Clearly he floats your boat, doesn’t he?” he concluded with a rhetorical question. At first she tried unsuccessfully to feign indignation, but very quickly dissolved in a throaty sexy laugh and admitted her lusty interest in the man. “But that was before you showed up, you know.” They both.