The new lover felt the answer of her pussy to his penetrations, and began to boldly insert two fingers back and forth, feeling to touch the soft irregularities, taut tube of the vagina. Megan, in response to the youth's caress, began to squeeze the internal muscles, then blocking access, then grabbing the boy's fingers. A strong, vagina-free mature woman, with pleasure accepted the rules of a new, enjoyable game.

Damn it, this is much nicer than the ear of corn, she thought, feeling like a wave of sinful lust, she starts to cover her head. And then, she pulled the guy to her head, dug into his lips, penetrating a strong, vibrating tongue inside.

Tommy, stunned by the new sweet sensations, readily responded to the kiss of a woman. In this case, despite his age, he was not a novice. When his sister was younger, they secretly from their parents more than once kissed in the attic of their house. And the boy really enjoyed this activity.

Now, sliding his fingers inside the strong bosom of a woman, he completely surrendered to kisses. Their continuous hickey lasted for some time and they could not tear themselves apart from each other, fondling their tongues and embracing. With his free hand, Tommy, already hard, walked over the large breasts of the woman, feeling through the fabric, their tender flesh and hardened nipples. And she undidly undid the buttons to put his five inside, to his gentle hemispheres.

“Here are the ones on! - the woman thought, - “I suffer without a man, and here is a ready lover, and what a gentle one! - I thought passionately kissing a teenager. But she already wanted more! No, she can't do that! Oh, her secret dream, impracticable, on this provincial farm, in a puritan town. But why not even try it !? After all, the boy is all in her power!

Looking up from the boy's lips, she took his hand, pulling his fingers out of her bosom, she looking straight into the eyes of the teenager, said:

- Tom, I see that we both like to do it. Do you want to give me great pleasure?

- Anything ma'am! - with the heat said, the young lover.

- Then do it for me!

And she slowly tilted the head of the youngster down, pulling his lips to his hairy crotch, where, after a short pause, he suddenly gently sucked like a calf to the udder of a cow. Oh Gods! This wretch licks her pussy! What happened was the secret and sinful plot of her dreams.

Once she could not even think of such a thing. But one day, her former school friend accidentally found herself in their places, passing through, secretly told that in California, some men do it for their women. This is not California, but fucking holy-town, where there is no place to buy a bottle of whiskey! Here, the majority of the parishioners of the local church, intercourse with their wives, only a couple of times a month, in the missionary position. For it is a sin! Idiots! Come on, they all go to hell, with their sermons! She will do what she wants. She will sin!

The woman felt every invasion of the tongue into her vagina. It would be possible to ask him to lick the clitoris, but he and so, every now and then pressed his nose on him, bringing her hungry pussy, heavenly pleasure. Looking down at the face of the boy who had drowned in its dense thickets, she decided to cover him with the hem of her skirt. Let him work there in the twilight. A youngster under the hem of a skirt of an adult woman, it is even trickier! This is a fetish.

She herself, clutching at her hard nipples, began to slowly knead them and with a force to delay, sitting with her eyes rolling, completely surrendering to sensual sensations.

She managed Tom's actions only occasionally, squeezing his head between strong legs. And perhaps a couple of times did it too much. Tommy under the skirt, while making a choked sound and otlipal lips from her womb.In other matters, spreading her hips, she immediately felt how his strong tongue again began to invade inside, and her gentle lips suck the petals of her conch. The guy obviously tried and well felt the reaction of the partner, trying to make her as pleasant as possible. He was a natural pizdoliz!

The woman was fast approaching a rapid orgasm. The color circles already floated before the eyes, the whole world around, ceased to exist for it! A few more moments and she swam away into the gaping heights of bliss. Was in seventh heaven. As high as never before in life!

Here it is a real paradise! He is not at all what they say in this fucking church! A real paradise in sin! Now she knows for sure.

Ignoring the sounds made by the choking youngster, whose head she pressed hard into her bosom, she sat there that she had the strength to squeeze his head with her hips. The body of Megan, shook convulsions paroxysm. Without controlling herself, she gave a little sprinkling in his face, with a trickle of spicy female urine. Oh my God! This orgasm, she had never in my life!

But everything comes to an end. Having caught the last voluptuous desires in the crotch, she loosened her hips, releasing the head of a young man, who immediately, breathing deeply, crawled out from under a wide skirt. After the twilight, the forbidden shelter, he squinted in the sun and smeared on the face, slippery discharge of a woman.

“Well, come here,” she said in a slightly apologetic tone, pulling the wretch to herself.

Taking out of her pocket, a lace handkerchief, Megan poslyunyviv his mouth, began to carefully wipe from the chin and cheeks of a young man, the mucus dries in the sun. And in the end, she removed two black hairs stuck to her lips.

- Well, everything, with your face full order. But we have not finished all our business, my friend. Is not it?

The youngster looked inquiringly at the woman. And if he had not dreamed what they were doing now? With difficulty understanding the meaning of the words, he heard a new order:

“First, put back the bottles you wanted to steal.” And then, you bring twenty buckets of water from the well into the tank for watering.

- Well, Miss Markle, my parents may come soon, I must be at home!

- Do not sound please! - She answered rudely, - Your parents will appear no sooner than in an hour. You have time to atone for your labor.

- Well, I already made you ...

- What did you do to me ?! There was nothing like that! Clear?

“I see,” said the boy sadly, and trudged to place the bottles in place.

He clearly did not like to work. But after a while, the bottles were placed, and the young man, hunched up, was carrying heavy buckets of water from the well, hardly pouring them into the tank, where she stood up before she could water the plants.

Miss Markle sat on a bench in the shade, watching this action, her cowboy hat pulled down over her eyes. How nice that today these buckets do not need to carry the most! For some reason, she remembered how she and John took to bed for the night, one eccentric - a scientist who traveled to different states to study the languages ​​of the Indians. Why engage in such nonsense? She was not clear.

John, taking advantage of the occasion, drank whiskey with a guest, and they were already quite nasty about chatting about all sorts of nonsense. The main part of the conversation, she did not remember as unnecessary, but one interesting fact, still hooked her. This freak said that in the language of the local Redskins there is a verb “sit-do-nothing-do-and-observe-how-others-work” and even uttered this guttural word. What a wonderful word! It is a pity that she did not remember him.

Soon the tank with water for irrigation, was filled. She pulled out a chain, pulled out a pocket watch and opened the round lid of the dial, making sure that there was at least twenty minutes more, during which time she could exploit the young slave. Cunt sweet whined, after an extraordinary adventure. “Maybe another time? “- she thought. But then she stopped herself, thinking that it was like a delicacy, like a delicious cake that she once ate in the state capital when John decided that they could go to an expensive pastry shop in honor of her birthday.The cakes are very tasty, but you should not overeat them, so that the next time they are just as delicious. Something suggested ... Read more →