? ?Relax, it’s not even a party; it’s just a couple close friends and they’re all really nice; no one will cause any drama.? ?Is t...ere anyone there from our old group?? ?Um, I think Pat will be there, and it’s Timmy’s house. You know Timmy.? ?I know Pat.? We pulled up to a small rickety house that was dimly lit. I could hear music humming through the walls of the house as I opened the door of the van. My ex boyfriend had taken me to his friend’s house to. My head, still caked in her juices, goes in with ease. She bucks her hips lightly on my cock, trying to pull away. Not going to happen. With both hands, I grip her bucking hips and slam the remainder of my shaft inside of her. She releases a pained grunt, which within seconds turns to pleasure as I feel the sensation of her tightness against me. I know she gets off so easily from anal, I bet she's pretty close already. Slowly, I position my mouth as close to her ear as I can. "I know you want. “You bastard!” she cried, wiping my spunk from her cheek. “You’ll pay for that!” * Well, suffice it to say that I went home from that first session with a very sore bum and a totally worn out dick. By the next evening, however, I had totally recovered. I won’t bore you with the details of what happened during each session. The second was very similar to the first. Again I got a great look at Meggie’s juicy, wet pussy, because, in spite of her determination to use her body as the carrot to. Corina was the only the parent she’d ever known. As the night wore on, Alina felt herself nod off from time to time only to jerk herself awake. She refused to succumb to the dreams she’d been having of late. In them, a tall, dark, and mysterious man stalked her from the shadows. He beckoned to her, reaching for her with both of his elegant hands but she always ran from him. When she did, she could feel his despair and with each escape of hers, his sadness seemed to grow. He was clearly.