Saint is bleeding from his head and is unconscious! I need to get to the hospital!”“I don’t know why Steve took Saint!” exclaimed an overwroug...t Paula. “I knew it was a mistake!”Gwen stopped so suddenly the others stumbled into her. “Mother, If I ever hear you blame Steve for Saint getting hurt, I’ll make certain you never see my kids again. I don’t expect you to fully understand the importance of both Saint and Lena growing up and prospering, but know this!“I believe Saint and Lena are the. And I take a minute to soak it all in. I drop my pants, get behind her, and shove my cock in to her tight wet cunt hard."AHHH SIR! FUCK!!" She moans as I start to pound her. "TAKE IT BITCH TAKE MY COCK!!, I yell at her indicating that she's not all forgiven yet. Her pussy is so fucking tight and wet, she feels better than the last time I fucked her. "FUCK YOU ARE SO FUCKING WET, YOU LIKE BEING TREATED LIKE A SLUT DON'T YOU ?" I yell at her while grabbing her hair. "YESS YESSS SIR FUCK ME LIKE A. The following is the true story of what I was hoping to be the first of my visit to to one of the Bathhouse of my town - The Hawk in Portland, OR. It happened on February 2020 and after this first time I was planning to go more often especially this summer. Then Covid happened.... Anyway hope you'll enjoy and leave comments.By January 2020 I had decided that I was done with the Oregon Theater. Those who know the sad and slow death of the Theater know why. It was finally time to try Hawks on a. So I always feel shy in the presence of girls though I like them. I got rid of my shyness when I was doing my PG as our class was more of girls. After joining MNC, I was so happy to work with such beautiful girls and moreover they are very friendly. But as days goes on, my lust for sex keeps on increasing even by the friendly touch and pinches of colleagues. So I decided to keep distance from them though I like to be with them. Somehow internally I felt bad as I am not very true to them. I felt.