He looked around and saw his neighbor, Chelsea, walking out into her own backyard. Chelsea had moved in a year after Dennis had. They had talked a little more than neighbors normally did and Dennis might even go as far to say that they were friends. They were both dreadful at grocery shopping and often found themselves asking each other to borrow all kinds of things. Dennis had stocked her with more salt, flour, toilet paper, sugar, oil, and whatever else that he figured he probably owned half the ingredients in her kitchen. The nice thing was that she returned the favor whenever he found himself in need. Just last week Dennis had a girl stop by for dinner. Dennis ordered some take out and thought he was all set until they sat down to eat and he realized he didn’t have any wine. He had raced next door and asked for anything Chelsea could spare. She didn’t ask a single question, just turned and grabbed a corked bottle from a collection of different alcohols. It had Japanese Porn been half full, but it had been a life saver. Chelsea was wearing worn out boots, some light blue Asian Girls Fucking jeans that were covered in stains, and a pink windbreaker that didn’t seem to be as bright as it once had been. A yardwork outfit if Dennis had ever seen one. “Hey.” She said walking down her porch to Brunette Girls Fucking the small rock wall that divided their two yards. “What’s up?” Dennis asked, stopping his raking. Chelsea’s outfit wasn’t even a little revealing, but the raggedy look of the clothes that were covering her toned body made Dennis stare anyway. “Looks like great minds think alike, I was just getting ready to start cleaning the yard up.” Chelsea said. Dennis laughed, “More like lazy minds, I’ve been telling myself I need to do this since September.” Chelsea laughed too, “Same, somehow whenever I’m getting ready to go out, I always find something that I NEED to watch on Netflix.” “I’ll just pass out whenever I know I need to do yard work.” Dennis laughed, “I’ll be going out to cut the grass, decide to sit down, just for a second, and next thing I know I'm waking up and it’s pitch black out.” Chelsea laughed, “You want to Hairy Girls Fucking work together? I’ll help you with your yard, you help me with mine.” Dennis didn’t even consider it, “Sure.” then handed her his coffee mug and said, “And a little bit of Irish coffee will help both of us. Chelsea took a thankful sip and then winced as she swallowed, “Damn that’s strong.” She took another sip and then gave it back to Dennis. “I’ll grab my rake.” Chelsea went into her own shed and came out with a rake, then stepped over the small rock wall into Dennis’ leafy back yard. “I was going to start here,” Dennis said pointing to the corner he had begun raking, “And I was just going to try and collect everything in the middle.” Chelsea nodded and then was visibly hit by a great idea, her face lit up and she asked excitedly, “Can we make like one giant leaf pile with all our Hardcore Porn Videos leaves?” Dennis wasn’t about to disappoint someone who was so clearly this excited, “Yeah sounds good.” Admittedly, he kind of liked the idea too. “Fuck yeah! I haven’t jumped into a pile of leaves since I was a kid.” Chelsea said excitedly. Dennis laughed, “It might be a bit different than you remember it.” “Yeah, everything sucks more when you’re older.” Chelsea said correctly as she dragged her rake through the leaves, clearing a small patch. They worked for a while, clearing about half the yard and creating a large mound of leaves in the middle. Dennis threw down his rake and said, “Beer. Beer?” “Please.” Chelsea said leaning against her own rake. “Gotcha.” Dennis said opening up his door and walking into his kitchen. He came back out with two cans of some Sam Adams Octoberfest. He popped the top on one and handed it to Chelsea before popping his own top and taking a long sip. Chelsea gulped from hers gratefully. I suckled her nipples one at a time as she wiggled her bottom in Japanese Porn circles around my cock. I weave my way through the wine cellar to finally find her. He wanted to talk about video games. “Nope...I’m pregnant” she blurted out and came rushing in Brunette Girls Fucking to hug me again. Don't hide it. Suddenly she felt a dildo slip in her sore sensitive pussy and come to life sliding back and forth in her cunt with something hitting her clit with each in stroke. James was surprised, though perhaps he shouldn't have been. She stepped back and asked if I would like to come in. She indicated my usual chair, and the glass of wine already sat there waiting for me. Both of the women had noticed my churidar (traditional Hardcore Porn Videos Indian women’s dress) Asian Girls Fucking by the way they looked at me, but I ignored it. I shuddered as our tongues danced and dueled. A single white shoe hung at eye level and she swatted at it. "I love you, sweetie, don’t you love me?" I tried to guilt her. This could ruin everything between us. The rest she could not hear as they got further from the truck but she couldn't stop giggling at the great relationship between the trucker and his loyal companion. My back strained into the pleasures she was giving without a thought or care. She felt his hard thick length start to fill her. Her stomach was taut and smooth, with something unexpected glistening in the naval, a heart shaped diamond belly button piercing. Almost everyone here is related in one way or another. She pulled me close and whispered in my ear. “It...this will be ok.” Her husband tried to assure her. Kora stepped into them. The fisting had left her sore, just as the spanking had. “Master. Instead, I welcomed her with open arms back into my life and viewed her with the same love and affection that I did others she felt more deserving of such. I told him to just kiss all over it for now and waited for a minute and told him to now stick out his tongue and see this is my clit, when you rub your tongue over it, it makes a girl feel very good, but you also want to touch other places. It had black skin and yellow spots across its body. I haven't hung out with Carrie in months. His crotch smacked my clit over and over. That night Wendy comforted him on the couch. Of course, they were waiting for him to enter the water. Just follow my lead and I will teach you.” She said as she closed back in to kiss more. That meeting of masculine and feminine that only a hermaphrodite, a futanari, can have. I’m sure that the S.P’s would be happy to help. His cum flooded my pregnant twat. Hairy Girls Fucking More than anything, I loved the way her black stockings felt against my skin as they gripped me either side of my torso.