... but I suppose I should look at outdoor curtains, plantsor maybe even a hedge". I sat outside eating and wondering why he was soobsessed with me. T...ere were a few gay clubs in town, why me and outhere? Tomorrow started another work week, so I read the newspaper,showered, slipped into my gown and went to bed early.Work started with a frenzy and didn't let up all week. It was meetingafter meeting, and deadlines and the dreaded people issues. I wasfrequently looking at my phone for missed calls. He loved big boobs, and he went to town biting and playing with them. The harder he bit on them, the better I felt. I guess I am a little into pain too, because I love having my nipples bitten on. He put his hard cock inside of my pussy and I rode him and rode him for a while, I was really turned on, and loved having his cock inside of me with me in control of the situation. I was so turned on, that I didn't even realize when he flipped me over and started fucking me really hard. He put my legs. ."She punched down harder with her pussy, then reached under them with one hand to crush his huge young balls in one hand, kneading them to the point of pain and no return. Brett howled as she mauled his balls which forced them to give up the load of his young life, a seemingly never-ending stream of cum jetting from his dick into her scorching hot cunt with firehose force, filling her as he pounded up inside her, holding it still for a moment before pulling back to thrust again, each upward. My pussy felt so dirty caked with drying cum. I could smell the stench coming from between my legs. I undressed and took a shower, a good long shower. Then went to bed.In bed, I laid there thinking about fucking thugs in Valdosta. What is wrong with me? Why was I putting myself through this? I felt so nasty and ashamed. Why wasn’t I looking for a relationship? Someone serious I may marry one day and raise a family. I used to dream of that, but now all I could really think about was when I could.