He padded back over the bed and fell down hard on the soft surface of hismatress. He was still wearing his bra. He didn't even realise. His headwent b...ck to his hands. His eyes closed again. Little snippets from thenight before danced in his brain. The sound of the hustle and bustle inthe bar. The smell of the toilets as Doyle had held him. The taste of hiscum. Art shook his head a little. What had he done? How had he let it getto that point? Questions raced through his brain, as fast as the. I wasn't worried if Kyle being a problem because I'm a 4th degree black belt and kick just about anyone's ass. Colleen then said "He is still hard, how are we going to get him in his cock cage?". "Get some ice from downstairs and we will ice his cock, otherwise he will need to be punched in the stomach." said Kerri. Colleen kicked off her heals and ran down stairs to get the ice. While Colleen was downstairs Kyle kept complaining but Kerri was right, he was turned on and did like this a lot.. I love to be rammed in my shitpipe, my nasty filthy bootyhole. Damn you, frig my asshole harder. What’s the matter, you think I can’t take it? I’ve got news for you. I can take it harder and deeper in my asshole than you can dish it out. I can ride your fucking dick with my tight wet asshole until you are begging me to stop because I’ve drained every drop of hot cum from your big hairy nuts and still can’t get enough. My tight fucking asshole was made to be screwed hard and fucking deep. . My wet pussy made squishing sounds in my room.Harv looked up to my second floor window. I thought he looked me in the eye, so I stepped back from the window. My curiosity and horniness forced me back. I looked down and saw him still looking at me as his wife blew his massive cock.I stared down at him, challenging him to give some sign he knew I was watching. His hands trapped Mable's head as he fucked her mouth. He lifted a hand from her head and waved to me.I jumped back from the window. I.