Anal Creampie

I made fresh coffee and took it out into the shed where I sat on a block of wood and sipped my coffee and pondered about Sam’s statement regarding Abby’s sexual obsession with me….never going to happen I told myself….I would never fuck her no matter how much she shoves her cunt in my face. Maybe Burt’s wife had been one of ‘those women’ and that’s why he kept coming back here I mused, struggling to believe it just the same. Dried off, we walked out to the kitchen to retrieve our clothes, I stayed a couple of steps behind her just to watch her tight ass cheeks gyrate as she walked. Abby giggled at her sister’s exaggeration, “ya have to say that looked kinda scary….we’ll have to think of some way so he can’t shove it all in, c’mon we better get straightened up before Mr.