Holding onto me and moaning, he begged me to fuck him while still kiss me. "Fuck me... fuck my ass come on.. fuck my gay ass please...." I grabbed his...ass cheeks holding him still as I started thrusting and pounding him. He let out loud moans as my cock slammed into his asshole. "yes! fuck me! fuck my ass like that! fuck that ass!!!" he leaned back and looked up at the ceiling as I pounded him hard. I put my head into his chest as I sucked on his nipples, licking them and pulling them with my. I looked down and could see her pussy lips on my cock shaft. I fucked her slow and then built up more of a rhythm. She yelled "Yes! Yes! Yes you fucker! Fuck me good! It's been so long!!" said Candy. I could last no longer. I pulled out and she quickly got off the table onto the floor. Her face was inches away as I started to come on her face. Big globs of semen splattered on her face and forehead. She stuck her tongue out and I jammed my cock into her mouth. She sucked me dry.I looked down and. It is a realistic story. Not sexy. Not sweet. Sad. Heavy. But realistic.I thank The Troubador for allowing me to follow his lead. The title of the story, plot idea, and character names are his, but the story is mine. So if you have problems with it (or if you like it), contact me, not him.Early Conroy, a friendly, sunny-natured man with a constant smile on his face, was a trouble-shooter and negotiator for his company. Travel was part of the job. When he traveled, he always left a detailed. There was a sternness to his voice that sent shivers up my spine and a spasm in my pussy. " I'd like to stay here, for a while, please." I answered softly. My juices now soaking through my panties, I could feel wetness on my leg. "Come here Suzanne" he said. I took steps towards him and he grasped my shoulders and gently but firmly pushed me down until I was on my knees on the rug in front of him. I reached for the belt of his tropical weight pants, caressing his erection through the light.