CHAPTER FIVE
Stacy Shakey flexed her ass muscles because she knew MacIntyre was looking at them and let out a gentle moan.
She could feel her ass-hole tingling worse than ever and the ache in her bowels was growing rapidly.
She moved her thighs apart on the bed and folded her arms under her head.
She rested her cheekbone on her upper arms and closed her eyes.
She tried as hard as she could to relax all of her muscles.
But she was very excited at the prospect of being penetrated in her third and only remaining virginal hole.
Stacy sighed as she felt the older man running the palms of his hands over her creamy white ass cheeks. MacIntyre just loved the way Stacy's buttocks felt.
He worked the flesh with his strong fingers making her groan with joy.
She could feel a shiver running up
