I was the one he was fucking with the most. But as contrary as it sounds, feeling sorry for her made me feel a little better about my own mess. I gues... it was true what they say. Misery loves company. I had been nearly suicidal on Saturday. For some reason, knowing that I was sharing my fate with Lisa, at least to some extent, made it easier to take.We separated and she took off down the street with that smelly blanket. I walked home.The closer I got to the house the more I found myself. Eric handed me his beer. He and Doug stood watching Richie sliding the length of his tool in and out of my daughters asshole. I downed half the beer in a single swig and then stared transfixed at Claire's body, her large tits swaying back and fourth, her face covered in my cum, her pussy and ass filled with the white milky fluid overflowing down her thighs."I want to hear your balls slapping against my cunt" Claire gasped between thrusts."That's one hot piece of ass Jake" Doug said to me as. Before I could climax, he pulled his sexy face away from my pussy and again took his steel hard cock in his hand. I turned my head and watched from over my shoulder as he raised his long prick to my pussy from behind to fuck me as we were standing. His prickhead entered my hole a few inches, and he began holding my hips tight. Once his big, mushroom shaped cockhead was in my pussyhole again, he plunged into me hard and deep. I cried out, moaning under his long, hard, deep strokes into my. The same way you know you might spontaneously combust, or that the lead in your favorite lipstick might give you cancer. You could even argue that she had chosen this. That she had in fact been given a choice. Though really, who would choose Cazamir? Not her, she scoffed at herself… ‘ yeah, and look at where that got you.’ She stayed outside till she felt the Suns’ rays warming her. It was one of her favorite feelings, standing there as the Sun began creeping up the tree line. Feeling the.