Then she looked back at me with this huge smile. Evidently, I hit the nail right on the head."Are you serious?" she wondered, in a hopeful voice.I had...no idea what to say to that, but I couldn't take that smile away from her."Would you really like that?" I asked."Yes, that is so hot, and I would love you so much if you'd do that for me," she replied.I dug myself a hole, without even knowing I had a shovel in my hand. I agreed to that, but the bad thing for me was, I agreed to that. At least she. " The fault was mine. Faye told me to inform her the minute you called,and I took her message lightly. Anyways, yes, I'll show you to heroffice."He stood and walked me across the slightly treacherous store flooraround back to her office, and let me in."She's meeting with her sister right now, but she'll be back in a fewminutes. Treat yourself to the water, if you feel so inclined." Hequickly sat me and then left back to his post. He hadn't been gone for aminute before a woman with dark hair. Make me crave getting used by big black cock in my asshole. Make sure I never want white cocks again.” Brandon grabbed her hips and started pounding. Heather lowered her head and stuck her ass up in the air so the last few inches could get the right angle and sink deep in her colon. Brandon could smell the earthy, strong aroma of ass fucking and it was intoxicating. Heather was moaning loader, begging for it harder. Ass fucking was supposed to be dirty and primal and filthy in every way. She looked back over her shoulder at Phillip, who was coming close behind her, then rounded the corner. The walls on either side of her were higher then her head. It had started when she had decided to visit the renaissance festival this weekend. The ad she had seen on TV was so inviting. So she had made her plans and was there when the cannon went off this morning. It was everything she had expected and she had had a lot of fun shopping for the clothes she now wore. A short leather skirt and a.