He glanced at his watch again and said, "The doorbell will be ringing any time now. When it does I want you to go answer it. Let my friends in and bri...g them back here. And watch your mouth. You be nice to them. If you piss me off I'm going to make it worse for you. Remember that, bitch. I will always win."Before I could even beg him not to do this the bell rang. I looked at him but he just cocked an eyebrow and more or less dared me to disobey him.I got up and went inside. As I made my way to. She looked at me once more before smiling and nodding and I began to face fuck her. My cock isn't huge by any means, a little over seven inches but thicker then average. I was amazed how well she took my cock deeply into her mouth then her throat as I fucked her deep and fast. I could feel my cum rising quickly and pounded her mouth deeper with every thrust. Finally I couldn't take it any longer and held my cock deep in her mouth and began shooting my load in her throat. Kathy took the first. There was a lively crowd of people, most of them much younger than I. But that didn’t matter, I thought, since I was only going to have a glass of wine and enjoy the scene. To my surprise, after a couple of minutes a very pretty young brunette came up to me and asked me if I would buy her a drink. It’s true that I had been admiring her from a distance as she danced with a young man, but I had had no intention of getting her attention. She was in her early twenties, almost two decades younger. Although the areas this story takes place in are real, the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: ‘THIS IS A NOVEL.’ The author retains all rights to this story. * 13. Hidden and Found What are the chances of two graduate students from the University of Massachusetts, in Amherst, running into one another, in a city of over 8 million people, at 8: 30 a.m. on a Wednesday.