..just let it happen" I cheered her on amidst her pained grunts and moans, as I continued to thrust myself into her tight ass. I could feel her loosen...ng up more, which allowed me thrust my pole further and deeper inside her...after which eventually, my dick was engorged deep enough that her ass cheeks began to slap against my crotch as I thrusted. She had adapted. I began to enjoy hearing the echoing sounds of her ample butt cheeks violently slapping against my crotch. This allowed me to. It hurt in a burning sensation but soon stopped as his balls slapped my bum as he thrust away. He stopped and listened and for the second time we heard some one approaching. I hated it as he slid out of me I wanted it back inside me again and know what it was really like to be fucked. The new man had a gentle touch and soon had me nearly cumming as he wanked me. He put his cock through the hole and I admired this long thin banana shaped cock as I slid my lips over my third cock of the night.. You were always a wonderful cook." That's before the bulb burned out in my EZ Bake Oven. But, I have a surprise for you. I burned some songs from our high school days. Like the mixtapes, we used to party with." Hitting 'play' songs from bygone days began blaring: Mariah, Black Eyed Peas, and various boy bands. Looking back music was incredibly lame back then. Until...'Sugar, we're Going Down' by Fall Out Boy kicked it causing me to bound around the dining room like an epileptic marionette. The. Beige and Brown everywhere, the whole room oozed class. She stepped up from the lift-well onto the main floor and gingerly moved forward into the room."Take a seat, I'll be with you in a minute."Looking around, she decided to sit on one of the higher chairs, lowered herself on to it, and sat, knees primly together, her hands folded in her lap waiting to be interviewed.An unseen door opened, and a tall Black man dressed in a white robe, tied at the waist, strode into the room. His hair was wet,.