Don’t…stop! Pl…ease…do…n’t…stop! Har…der…pl…ease…har…der!” she gasped out. Her wish was my desire and I began to pile-dri...ing her. Her ass cheeks rippled and reverberated with each impact.“Oh…FUCK!…OH…FUCK!…FUCK…MEE…EEE…EEE! UH!...UH!...UH!...” She yelled. She grimaced and met me thrust for thrust as she was coming close.“Don’t…you…fu…cking…stop!” she growled. “Don’t…you…dare…fu…cking…stop…AAAH…AAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAH! YES…YES…I’M…CUM…MING…I’M…CUM…MING BEEEEEEEEENNNNN!” She screamed. I was. Max could catch up on Sids where abouts and his relationship with Cassie. But when Maxxie ran outside and actually called out after the person, he realized that it wasnt Sid. It was someone ones body ressembled his friends, but whose face was darker, cuter, and very handsome. Excuse me. Err… I thought you were a friend, Maxxie chuckled, running his hand over his sleek blond hair. His shirt ran up a bit so the other boy could see his abs. And Maxxie was surprised to see the boys cheeks flush. . .don't scare the pussy, it'll heal so we can use it again...' They all laughed. Daniel slowly and agonizingly worked his huge tool in and out of my bung so slowly that I could feel every vein on his penile shaft. Each time Daniel would pull his penis back till only the head was lodged in my rectum and then slide the entire length of his twelve inches back to the hilt. I thought that my agony would never end, then Daniel snorted '...shit I'm gonna bust a good nut in this bitches pussy. Here it. Once I paid my $8 buck fee, and signed the receipt promising not to engage in any sexual activity (fingers crossed), I went back to the booths. As I walked through, there was only one other guy standing around—an older man who was positioned outside a booth looking at the gay porn showing on the screen. He didn’t pay me much attention so I walked back to the rear where there are three larger booths with single-bed sized wooden benches. I did notice that all the empty booths were showing gay.