"And I think you probably needed to go in there a little pissed off. You have a really sharp wit but you choose your words more carefully when you're ...ngry. Plus, the ones I know are small-town writers. They have no interest in awards or accolades. They write because they think people need to know about things. I know they speak of larger-market writers with disdain. So I kept quiet." Oh," Adam replied as he pulled out Saturday's story. His feeling of amazement lingered. He figured there would. Friday after my short day of classes, I was chilling in the room when Krisbolted in the door."Fuck yeah, motherfucker!" he screamed. "I have a date tonight!"I smiled, "Do I know her?" Hell, I barely know her, Matt. I saw her eyeing me in my last class andthought she was hot as hell. So after class, I just walked up to her andasked if she had plans tonight. She said she didn't, so I asked her out.See I am straight as fuck!" What's her name?"Kris's eyes shot to the ceiling. I could also hear the. Just lick it. Let me know. "Honestly, rimming his ass was not something that I was looking to do but I replied that it was an option if things went well. We set a time and I was on my way to the hotel to suck off a stranger.The drive over felt surreal. It was like I was on a mission. I was surprisingly not nervous but I was anxious to finally do this. I could not wait! As I made my way into the hotel and up to the fourth floor, where he was staying, I was a bit self conscious. In my mind, it. I know what he likes. And since your my daughter, I know what you like.”Ashley was fingering our daughter's asshole? Had the world gone mad?Then Ashley ducked her head down and sucked on Linda's small nipple topping her round breasts. My daughter squealed in delight. My wife nursed and moved her hand. The wet sound of her sucking filled the room.My daughter squirmed on my cock, stirring her cunt around my dick. Her flesh squeezed and relaxed. She moaned and groaned, her pants growing louder and.