”“It’s not really that big…” I sounded like a little k**.“Oh, yes it is! It’s a lot bigger than Luke’s!” Jess wanted her say in this...conversation. Luke would be Jenna’s boyfriend.“Jess, shut up. Let her talk,” Lauren said. She seemed anxious now.“So anyways, we want to see it. Some of us for the second or third time, and another one of us for the first. What do you say?” Jenna smiled one of her cute smiles. I really had no choice but to unbuckle my belt, unbutton my shorts, and let them drop to. I saw him with certain anger as to show my dissatisfaction of him always getting late and he as usual kissed me for the apology. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the Salon with the same thing when returning for home by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a good bye and left. A beauty salon has always been a junction to unhesitating gossip of ladies before their same genders and I during working considering a past time used to hear all of their goosips never. He is a few years older than me. But he could fuck like no man I ever had a relationship with.He was a ex-ballet dancer, now a ballet instructor now living in France. Every year for the last 7 or 8 he came to my city, and we try to arrange time for several sessions of just raw a****l-like fucking followed by dinner.We met at his hotel the first time about 4 years ago after exchanging hot emails. As I recall, he met me at the door wearing only a towel. We kissed deeply and then I dropped to my. One had a length of chain, the other ... a human femur! There was still flesh clinging to it!“No one’s here to help you,” the first said. He then charged, releasing a bloodthirsty scream.Josh managed to dodge downward swing of the pipe and counter with a strike to the head. The nail sticking out of his piece of wood punctured the man’s cheek and the blow sent him tumbling to the floor. The other two attacked, the man with the chain blocking a swing from Josh, while the man with the femur ducked.