He got up and took a tube of lube out of his shorts pocket and put it all over his cock. He handed it to me and I put some around my asshole. I notice... his cock was about the same size as mine and was bigger than the previous guys I had been with but I was so horny I wanted it bad. I scooted my ass to the edge of the couch and pulled my legs back exposing my waiting asshole for him. He got down in front of me again and eased into me and put my legs on his shoulders. Slowly he started sliding in. .. but who are you really-?You're finishing a two-year degree so you can move up to something better. You might like to do something industrial- you've narrowed your careers down to a few paths- but it's not worth thinking about right now, because you've done about all you can. Now you're at home, in your room. It's about six in the evening.You've got a 32" flat screen mounted on your wall. It rests above your tidy desk, hooked up to your computer, which is out of sight; it's a basic office. Mbinga knelt behind her and brought his organ out from his loincloth.He didn't bother to undo her wrists, but cut away the bindings on her ankles and spread her legs apart. Now her knees started to give way. His hands slid around her waist and held her steady for a moment, then, holding her with one arm, he used his other hand to place his organ against her tight and very wet love hole.He replaced his grip on the female's waist, then thrust forward hard. The girl yowled like a kicked dog. Her. The exercises also helped pass the time. Another half-hour passed before the party finally came around the bend of the road. As they approached his location, he had his first chance to study his opponents. There were three of them, each a very rough looking character. He recalled his briefing about each of the men.Leading the trio down the road was the man they called Harold One-Eye. He got his name after loosing his left eye in a bar fight. Physically he was a very short and stocky man, but.