Damn! I wish I had never met that faggot Bobby! Damn! I can't believethat I am just lying here letting them do this to me. Shit! Shit! Whatchoice do I...have? Maybe, I should go to school like she said and get mybutt chewed. At least it would be over, but I would be nobody and stuckwith all the queers and freaks for the rest of my life. I couldn't takethat. Least this way, I can get my life back. Wait a sec! What's thisthere're talking about now? Breast implants! Just a little slit undereach. He would be seen by millions of international viewers. How very embarrassing for him.James had guzzled so much cum that he was completely cumdrunk. Garima lifted his little French maid dress. She grabbed the top of his tiny black lace thong panty and jerked it upwards. She administered a thong wedgie, which she does to James every day. It was quite hilarious.A blushing James slammed his fists on his hips and huffed, “Hmmmmfff! You are not funny!” Garima covered her mouth with her hand as she. “Come on Brian, fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me good!” She encouraged.He grimaced and let out a deep grunt. “Uhh, uhh, uhh,” announcing his cum.“Mmm, I can feel your cum shooting into my fucking horny pussy! Keep going Brian, fuck me! Fuck me!” She demanded. He gripped her thighs tightly and thrust as fast as he could. His balls almost slapping against Dan’s.Finally out of energy, Brian relaxed, catching his breath. He marvelled that Dan was still steadily fucking Claudia up her ass. She kissed. They sold to a widow she was a very active 70 year old at the time I was 50 for the story I will change her name, I will call her Ann. Ann was great always talking and chatting when ever we bumped into each other and when I cut my grass I would cut hers round the back and the side of her house. Ann would always be baking cakes for people and whenever I cut the grass she would say I will bake you a chocolate cake and we would stand and chat. She was a large lady but in great shape with great.