Lisa walked around my rather spartan living room and examined the shelves. ‘Do you mind if I look around? I find I can tell a lot about people by lo...king at where they live.’ I shrugged. ‘Suit yourself. Not much to see. Does that mean there’s not much to me?’ Lisa laughed. ‘No, that just makes what is there more important.’ She wandered slowly, looking at the scattered knick-knacks. She stopped next to the television and was looking at the small-framed drawing. I had forgotten it was there. If. She squirmed her little ass around wildly as Bob rammed into her, holding her ass out of the water, cupping her tiny asscheeks for leverage.Julie arched her back and gyrated her hips as his cock penetrated her deeply. She felt totally filled up, yet strained to get every last inch of his dick inside her sex-starved little snatch. Bending down, Bob captured one of her strawberry-pink nipples in his mouth. She cradled his head against her breasts as he sucked it, small moans of pleasure spilling. I am her asshole when she's being fucked by another man. When he's there, she's the whore and I'm her asshole.After his black cock is thru fucking her front and back, he leaves and that's when I get my share. If she's been fucked in the pussy my wife sits on my face and squirms around on my mouth so I can swallow as much cum as possible.If she's been ass-fucking and has an ass full of cum she wants me to finger-fuck her ass while she jacks me off - and of course while she's jacking me off she. It’s just the waiting that’s driving me nuts. It’s probably another three or four weeks before I get an answer. I like your uniform, by the way. It suits you! How are you doing?”I wanted to tell her how much I missed being with her, but I felt that would only make things worse for her.“Pretty good, I suppose. School’s good, no personal issues, work is fine.”“You’ve really stuck to your plan of not having a full-time girlfriend, too. Are you happy?”“Stephie, are you asking if I’m happy in a.