Stealing His Mail And His Girl: Charlamagne’s Wet Kitty Gets Naughty On 8th Street

Her stomach bloated outwards with the sheer quantity of cum filling her up. 
All good things had to come to an end though. Planting several new spuds, as well as the all-important breadfruit, the gardener was trying to half-assedly do his job. XXX This woman, decorated with a colorful, feather-adorned grass skirt, was literally offering herself to him! His obstructions would resume until a particular incident:
The gardener, Christian Fletcher, sat on the dirt in one of his gardens, a little ways away from the Europeans main encampment. And happily, eagerly, plowed itself into her guts! Present was Christian, who was having some ointment applied to his back.