Even with his endurance and her desire, that first explosion of passion couldn’t last forever. When they started to recover, a jug of wine and a loa... of bread weren’t what Angie wanted. She wasn’t even interested in Ernie being beside her singing in the wilderness. What interested her was having him on his back with his cock planted way up inside her pussy while she sat on top, controlling the pace and teasing him with her breasts.Thanks to her remarkable ability to coax men, she soon had. I held my shotgun in my left hand gripping it just below the trigger guard, pointing it at the floor.He was sweating out cheap whiskey, and his whiskered cheeks were flushed with excitement. He licked his lips and swayed a little, but held that knife rock steady.I continued to speak softly, “Ever see a man shoot his own hat?”“Huh?” More confusion.Dumpling had tears streaming down her face. I could smell her piss.I said, “Watch my hat. I’m going to take it off up and toss it in the air. Then...”. "You must be Kendall," Gerri continued, "we've uh, spoken on the phone?"Kendall's eyebrows rose as she smiled genuinely, returning the hug enthusiastically."Oh my gosh! Gerri? Yes, it is so nice to finally meet you!"Gerri's greeting pulled her out of her poker face, but looking up at me she still had guarded eyes.Wes stepped to hug Gerri, and I overcame the tightness in my chest to hug Kendall. I could feel her tension in my arms. I drew close enough to whisper in her ear ... something I'd been. I bet you could do almost anything in there without anyone knowing a thing...” I teased, looking into his eyes and hoping he would take the bait.His stare burned back into me, causing a shiver to shoot across my spine. His eyes, full of lust, looked me over as we sat there in silence. Callum, being a naturally dominant man, knew if he played it up even more I would do anything he asked of me. This had evolved our sex life considerably, and he had helped me discover just how strong my submissive.
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