How he does it I don’t know. The nipples were hard, probably because the night air was getting cold. XXX No bra. My cock ached so much I pulled my jeans off so Chandra could see my stiff ramrod. That didn’t last long. I mused on the price of gold as I called Pete and Sam on my cell phone. Nice. When he finished kneading and bruising her tits, Pete started some serious pumping ramming her cunt with great force. Then I added, “It twists and turns a bit but it’s the fastest route to where you’re going.” This was the absolute truth given that my idea of where they were going was right into our clutches. That’s when Chandra started her loud sobbing again. Her two ripe brown melons swayed. I saw: a bare belly button, brown. Mother and daughter?
