.it's ok". Even despite of any tension, she was still dripping wet. She trembingly inhaled deeply and slowly one more time as I slid all the way inside of her tight, wet, warm pussy.Starting slowly, I pulled out just a fraction and moved my hips forward again, a little more with every thrust. I felt her begin to relax a little bit and soon she even started moaning as I moved my rock hard cock in and out of her. As soon as it began to sink in what had just happened I started to become much more aware of how insanely tight she was, gazing down at her beautiful body before me I felt a fierce orgasm building. I desperately tried to slow down but I must have slid inside of her just a little deeper than I did before. I felt her tense up as she made a sound that was a half giggle half moan. There was no stopping it anymore, I quickly pressed my head between her breasts as I braced and shot four jets of hot cum inside her. I lay down beside her as she took me in a naked entwined embrace that. Charles implored Abigail to let us have water later in the day and she pulled us over to the creek and they allowed us to take a break with the funnel as they put a dollop of water for us to drink. “You know I would happily drink from the spoon, Abigail?” Penelope offered sweetly when the bit gag was removed so she could drink from the funnel.“Your happiness is not my concern though,” Abigail poured the water on her former friends head and let it drip down over her before absent mindedly tugging on her nipples hard and pinching down. “Is that milk?” she asked.Penelope said nothing.“Were you pregnant?”Penelope remained silent.Abigail used the whip to loosen Penelope’s tongue and she said she had a baby out of wedlock but she had not seen it since its birth.“Who is the father? Was it Jeremiah Miller? You two always were lovers,” Abigail teased her.“My father didn’t want me to marry him. His family didn’t have enough money,” Penelope said.“Well, you married Benjamin Barron and you said.
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