But holy shit it felt good just being naked in that bathtub, making out with the figment of all my fantasies. Besides, just because I probably wasn’... going to come, didn’t mean HE couldn’t. I scooted backwards, one inch at a time, until Connor’s warm shaft was trapped snugly in the cleft of my ass. Gently, I clenched my buttocks around him— “Ah!” he grunted. I dropped my tongue to his chest, licking his nipples while my butt muscles squeezed and milked the guy’s cock. With an almost angry snarl. Off the nightstand he picked up a large anal dildo, that his wife had just purchased, to help train their new toy.“Well, well , well,” he muttered, as his cock jutted straight out and struck the face of his newly acquired slave toy. A bit of precum leaking out of the tip smeared her wet cheek. Moistened by what had been an endless slow stream of tears thru the night, as her privates had been endlessly stimulated by the, set to low, vibrator.He put his hand in her thick black hair and wrenched. Not just any neighbor, but the hottest neighbor any guywould love to have and hold. I am not kidding she was drop dead gorgeous.The thing I liked about her most was the fancy clothes she wore. She worethe most expensive and trendy clothes. She was a cheerleader for a profootball team. When I saw she was having a yard sale I thought my luckmay have changed for the better.I walk over to see what treasures she had that I could buy from her. Thefirst thing that caught my eye was this cute little. This went the same for Michael. I was done with them both.Weeks went by and I was dying inside. I missed my best friend and I missed Addison. Addison would call and text apologizing to me and she would beg me to come back to her. I would mainly ignore her messages and calls. Weeks turned into months and finally Michael found me and he wanted to talk. He didn't know why I was so mad. He told me that he was honest and didn't lie after I confronted him about their relationship.I told him about the.