Her hip-length, straight, jet black hair was splayed around her and she knew her light blue eyes reflected the laptops light. She hadnt been busy doin... anything since Ross broke up with her. Now she spent the majority of her days doing this. Surfing the internet and visiting websites like Google, Facebook, and other various things. She was currently on Facebook. Perhaps it wouldnt hurt anything to visit his page? He wouldnt be able to tell she was visiting his page, and it could only be this. Congratulations, Mr and MrsHamlin'. I hated this story, but, of course, my parents would alwayslaugh and tell it to people, always making sure to wrap an arm aroundme, or point me out with a 'go on, Piper, tell them'.That was the second thing that made this inevitable; them calling mePiper. Whether or not they did it on purpose, fact of the matter was,they called me a girl's name. My sister? She had a nice, normal girl'sname; my little brother (rest his soul) had a nice normal boy's name.Me? I. ........I like to have my face between a woman's thighs while I feel a man do me from behind..........oh..I like that a lot.....Julian, I packed Sylvia's ass with butter......I'll bet she would like to feel something else up there ....Oh, go get the wine and the hash, please..........................." Julian quickly disappeared and re-appeared with two bottles of Bordeaux and a piece of dark, oily, hashish the size of his fist. Denis did not wait for another invitation, he was already naked,. As soon as she is in the shower I get up with just my towel again walk over to her room I don’t knock I just open the door , well shit she is bent over with what looked like 3 fingers deep in her , I couldn’t really tell she is very hairy, she didn’t even hear me come in she had her head buried under her pillows because I could hear her muffled screams all I can make out is (ohhhh please I don’t stop fucking please) so I walk close and can see the she is super wet so wet that the hairs are.