’ That one just screams intelligentsia. You wouldn’t want to knock on that door unless you were ready for a long discussion on an important topic....And these two. Both craftsmen of different sorts. Lived next door to each other for as long as I can remember. He passed away after a serious illness with his family gathered round his bed. She never woke up the next morning. A sad story but mysteriously one of great hope as well. Don’t you think?”“It sounds like a very sad romance.”“Legendary. Shall. About midnight SD decided that she’d like to go back towards the baseWe got onto one of the main roads north – nobody on it at midnight back hen - and SD turned up the heater (was in mid 50’s outside – chilly but not cold) and said that she wanted to get a little more comfortable and wanted the heater up a little. SD then began talking about what she heard about me from Dee W (we were at a previous base together and I’d taken her out a few times – got laid a few times and lots of me eating her. "Yeah swallow that shit whore!" he yells. "Eat it up bitch." He finishes cumming and pulls out and now I can focus on fucking Mr. Tenley a little more. "Such a good little bitch." Mr. Tenley says. He is fucking me harder and harder with every thrust. He is sweating heavily. My moans getting louder and louder and more breathy as he fucks my worn out ass. "Fuck that bitch good." his friend says. "Fill that us up with cum." "Do you want my cum in you?" Mr. Tenley says. "Yes, give it to me." I tell. He wasn’t traditionally good looking but he had this serious inner sexiness that I could never quite put my finger on. He had light brown wild hair that would stick out at random angles, which he would always subconsciously mess up even more with his hand. He was quite tall and thin, yet proportioned and toned. I had never looked at him twice before, until one night, out of the blue I had the most amazing, sensual and vivid dream in my life. The dream came when I was at a drama camp for a.