I looked into her eyes with concern, love, compassion and empathy wondering whether she could guess my inner thoughts. She was calm but her expressive...eyes and face revealed her grief. I said, 'We knew only in the morning, since he did not come out of the room for breakfast, someone knocked the door and he did not open. The window was broke open and he was found dead.'She started crying and tears rolling down on her cheeks and falling down. I said, ‘I can understand the pain and agony you must. He said harshly shut whore slut, turn around and dont move. he was holding me down with one hand and guiding his wet big dick into my tight hole. ohhhhhhhh i moaned as the head poked inside. he pulled back and spit more on my hole then drove his thick dick halfway in at one time. oh god alfred your dick is so fucking big i screamed! ahhhhh god you little whore he yelled at me!!! your pussy is so fucking tight! i was trying to get away and push his hips back but he was too heavy. his dick was. " She ran across to the bank, cashed a check and rushed back out of breath."Well, pay the lady," Jack told her when she stood and waited.Zelda counted out the correct amount and after a short hesitation put the remaining thirty-one hundred dollars in her fanny pack. "What now?" she asked."Shoes?" Jean asked them."What about shoes?" Jack asked as he tried to bring his mind back away from the idea of Zelda in a thong and ribbon swimsuit.Jean smiled at him, looked at Zelda and laughed. "Unless she. At night I would jack off and fantasize about Herb's fat cock pumping those thick ropes of cum over my face and into my mouth, just like the girl in the magazine. Sometimes I would shoot my load in the palm of my hand and eat it, pretending it was Herb's.After graduation, Herb enlisted in the Air force and I went on to college. Before he left for basic training we had one last jack off session and afterwards he gave me the porn magazine which soon would find a new home under my dorm mattress. I.