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I tried to lay Lucy onto the bed, but she was having none of it. She stood next to me, her slender lithe body pressed into mine as I deftly removed her clothing. Removing mine was a bit trickier because of my pistol. Lucy knew by now that I never allow anyone to handle my weapons. It’s not that I’m picky or temperamental; it’s just a matter of safety. Handling any kind of gun is potentially dangerous. Every year there are dozens babe of injuries or deaths from people handling what they thought was an unloaded gun and then there are the accidents hunters have when they climb over a fence or trip on a log. There’s never a reason not to exercise the best safety practices when handling firearms. I laid my belt and holster on the floor then Lucy almost tore my uniform from my body. We fell together onto the bed. My hands roamed her soft sensuous body, concentrating on her small, but sensitive, breasts and her muscular ass cheeks. There was no need to massage her pussy. She was grinding into my thigh and she was incredibly wet in her desire. We must have rolled back and forth in MILF our passion for each other for fifteen minutes or more before Lucy pushed me onto my back. Of course, I went willingly, knowing what she had in mind. She broke our kiss. Then, staring straight into my eyes, she straddled my hips and held my achingly hard cock to her slit. She rubbed it into her folds twice before slowly engulfing me into her heat…her wetness, her velvet vise. Lucy rocked slowly as she savored the ecstasy in her cunt. Seconds later I took her hard nipples into my fingers, gently squeezing and rolling them as I massaged her breasts with my huge powerful hands. I thought for a second how ironic it was that hands I used to destroy criminals boobs could also be used to express my love for this wonderful woman. Very slowly we progressed to our mutual conclusion. We were eager—not for our own pleasure, but to share the rapture that only making love can create. I couldn’t speak for Lucy, but it was the most exhilarating experience of my life and when we both came at the exact same instant I knew it was as spectacular for her as it had been for me. Rather than just collapsing on my chest, she gripped my short hair in her fingers and laid classic her lips to mine. “I hope you’re in the mood, because I’m going to want that again as soon as you’re ready.” I groaned in mock annoyance, but couldn’t stifle a big grin. Lucy next spoke when she broke the kiss several minutes later. Our faces were covered in spit when she asked, “Do you like kids, Matt?” “I love them and I’d like to have a really big family—like ten or twelve.” I laughed crazily at the expression on her face. I kissed her first then suggested that three or four would be great. After a sigh of relief she told me that would be great and that the only thing greater would be to start as soon as we were married. I agreed immediately, just before Lucy took my secretion-encrusted cock into her mouth. Not surprisingly, I was ready for round two. We spent most of the weekend in bed, but we did get up to shower around eleven Sunday morning. That’s when I learned that Momma and Daddy held a big barbeque every Sunday afternoon for their family and closest friends. Her toes flexed and curled. They continued in that position for a little while longer before Evan put MILF out the dim fire for safety reasons. Karen was almost frantic to get her hand into her own jeans. He hadn’t been surprised when she’d thrown off her clothes and revealed a pierced labia and curling ram’s horns tattooed above it. As Joan choked on Max's member she realized she was gonna gag , cuz her hubby's dick was a third the size & he was lucky if she'd blow him on his birthday. I pulled her off my dick making babe a lewd shlick sound as my shaft slid out inch by inch from her dirty wet hole boobs till it met strong resistance as my bulging head got stuck inside her. She was breathing heavily and her eyes were closed. “You mean I pissed myself?” I said. With each new level, the game changed and became more and more fantasy based and challenging. The previous sparkle of the moment had disappeared even if Maria still looked so very lovely to Ronja. “I’ve had enough of you fucks spoiling the good time classic I’m trying to have.” Amanda’s furious, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this mad before. So we continued, Kim and Julie watching us and us watching them. "Grab some sleep if you want," Julie said pointing to the bed, "I need to catch up on some emails and will then organise dinner." I got to my feet, grabbing my bikini and finally stumbling down the stairs. A fairly lengthy drive ended in a neighborhood that I would not normally frequent. A Slave's Wedding