"Leave it,' she ordered, andthen dragged me out of the bathroom and toward the parking lot.She popped the trunk of her car, and I thought she needed m... to carrysomething out, but it was empty. I was confused, until she pushed meinside. "You don't think I'd let you mess up my nice leather seats?" shelaughed as she closed the trunk door.I could hear Marisol as we drove away. She called Debbie and explainedthat we were going to get some supplies from the store. Then she calledsomebody else, and. I didn’t show any mercy and continued to slap her ass with a belt and my hand parallel. After a while, she calmed a bit and I took this moment to make her pain a bit and without even applying any lubricants, I just inserted whole my 6” dick inside her ass hole.She screamed her lungs out with pain and started crying. I waited for a while to get my dick settle and fit in her butt hole and slowly started moving in and out. She was trying to resist but she can’t as she was tied fully. And There. You could walk a straight line down Broadway from den to den, Matthew liked to think, though it was actually from the den in back to the living room in front. Regardless, it was a straight shot, one end to the other, balcony rail to balcony rail, if you wanted. Matthew dug that feature; Kaylee rolled her eyes about it.He finished The Bourne Identity around 9:15 p.m. It was full dark by then, but his mom hadn't texted. He was doing nothing until she did. The last thing he wanted was a surprise. He was no weather prophet but his house mate, Alex, was. Ale was an environmentalist working for a nonprofit dedicated to protecting Virginia’s national forests and the headwaters of the Chesapeake Bay. Alex knew weather and he had said at breakfast that morning“We may have a white Christmas this year. All the signs point to it.”“What, wait, the wooly bullies all have wide black stripes?” Meg, Greg’s other housemate, teased.Meg and Alex. Greg’s best friends from high school. What a long strange.