If she had known she was going to be stuck with boring sex for the rest of her life, she would have found someone else. But then, at least he wasn't o...e of those sadist. Plus, when she met him, he seemed so cool, so in tune with himself. Every lady wanted to be with him. Money, charm, and good looks. But apparently his charm's run out on her. Now it was just money and apparently his good looks wasn't doing anything for her. . “Maybe I could return the favor at some point, too,” Eva suggested in another text with a grin.“Absolutely, hon. We go all the way reciprocal, baby. For instance, Abel fucked my ass and I pegged him as well. That goes for us, too. We can have all kinds of fun, hon,” Christina snuck in a pat to Eva’s booty when no one watched them.“Oh, boy ... I’m gonna love this!” Eva texted in response.“Same here,” Abel grinned as he sent that last text and they sat down to eat.“You know, it’s kinda rude to. I take a little lube and gently massage your tight little hole, that won't be so tight soon! My hand runs between your legs and moves up to your balls, over them and up your cock, not so swollen now and I wonder if I should put the tube on again and pump you a little. Then I remember you telling me how your hole tightens with the pumping so I decide not to do that. Instead I concentrate on that hole, working my finger inside and slipping my little magic bullet in, just a couple of inches will. .before I died.I reach the edge of the crumbling asphalt. I feel the hard concrete and jagged torn rebar beneath. I have some memory that I was up high...a bridge or an overpass... It doesn't matter anymore. All that mattered was getting out of this dark suffocating cloud. I pull my broken body across the curled spikes of iron. I can barely feel it now as they tear at my flesh. I'd found the drop. I could just make out a heap of trash and wreckage far below. With one final heave of strength I.