Zack was six foot and wore the black tuxedo I last saw him in four years ago at our high school prom. His hair was dark and swept to the side like a g...y from a boy band. He had the bluest of blue eyes. Zack Crawford, dead or alive, still made my heart pound.I watched as he stood up from the chair and came over to me and sat down looking lovingly into my eyes."I've never stopped loving you, Selena," he said. He reached out and caressed my right cheek with the back of his hand. I grabbed hold of. Give me more fingers, I can take more, mmmmmmm, my slutty cunt can take way more than that. Come on, fuck me harder! Fuck me faster! Fuckkkkkkkkkk ooooooooohhhhhhh Goddddddddd yesssssssss, another, another, give me another finger, mmmmmmmm fuck Caroline, shove your whole fucking hand inside me!’ This finally got Caroline to move her mouth from Max’s tits, the blonde as pale as a sheet as she asked in disbelief, ‘Are you sure?’ No, Max wasn’t sure, as that expression slipped out and she hadn’t. Then one day, everything changed.I was sitting in my office on the computer doing research for work. I was getting so bored that I was beginning to doze off at the computer. I had been actually contemplating taking a nap when suddenly I heard a loud scream from outside. I knew it was Victoria and before I could get up she was in the house. I met her at the office door. She was kind of staggering and she was crying. I held her and asked her what had happened.“I was riding your bike to go check. “Well, anytime you want to practice…”“I’d love to practice…”“I want you inside,” Connie said.“What, inside the house?” I asked.“No! Inside me!” she hissed, and pulled my inflated pole into her ravenous hole.I entered her and found the calm in the midst of the storm. A mystical, magical fit of hard cock, hot twat and cool water. I pumped her, aiming for the back of her, but holding her ass carefully in my hands to elevate her above the cement surface of the steps, not wanting to braise her.