‘What do you mean, Coach?’ Ricky asked. ‘You know your old man and I went through high school and college together, don’t you?’ Coach conti...ued. Ricky nodded and said, ‘Yeah, I knew that.’ Coach grinned. ‘Well, your old man, he was quite the cocksman back in those days,’ he said. ‘I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, a bunch of us guys who knew him were real surprised when he married your mother. We were even more suprised that he settled down.’ ‘No shit?’ Ricky asked. He was interested. There on the dance floor for everyone to see! Donna didnt rescue me – she was too busy holding up the wall with her ass as some drunk breathed on her tits to cool them down. She thought it was great entertainment watching his hand pump pussy under my dress. I was too drunk to care. And so I went back with him to his place, after waving to Donna. She waved back. He chatted me up – which was easy, he told me that he wanted to fuck me. I thought that was a great idea! And it was! Stripper He. He supposed to be in charge now.. Those things should be behind the wall of the stand.. Else under table..Mr F: He not here, cannot reach him, faster come back, find those things, we can’t find it..Me: Orh, coming soon liao.. *Line cuts*Me: Hey, someone f-ed up, need to go back there settle.Melissa: *abit sad/dejected look* OrhMe: Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.. Come come, I need choing back..Without a word, she clasped back her bra, and buttoned up her blouse. That was the saddest sight. My ass was on fire and I was crying with the burning pain. He fucked me for about tem minutes before I felt him swell up. He grunted and then shoved his cock to the hilt. I felt his cock pulsating as he dumped his sperm deep in my bowels. When he withdrew, he knelt down and put his mouth over my sore but happy pussy. He started to lick all around my puckered love hole. I squeezed out his come into his waiting mouth. Mr. L. drank down his come in three for four mouthfuls. When he was finished.