When I stopped for a moment to think, I couldn't figure out why I was hurrying to meet the destruction of my sexuality.As usual I have no memory of se...eral hours after I got in the door of Kyle's house, but I will tell you that my asshole felt sore afterwards, even though the sexual frustration still remained. However, when I got home that night something amazing happened. I was frustrated yet resigned to a fifth day without cumming when I got a call on my phone. It was Kyle, and if he were. .“Sh-sh-opping?” she asked excitedly, even when he said it was for nighties. “I would love to ... um ... you have money? I am, well, I have not had a lot of babysitting jobs lately ... oh, ya, I guess if you are taking me you’d have money” She jabbered on a bit, talking in a rush, trying to distract herself from the shivers along her body as his hand seemed to get quite familiar with her body. Moving her hips, sitting up a bit more, she felt her nighty pull across her nipples a bit, sending. “Hey baby. Some friends of mine invited us to their party! Wear a costume and meet me there! Trust me; you’ll be glad you did!” Vince grinned and pocketed his cell, checking the time again and realizing his shift was over. He almost ran out of the pizza place, anxious to find out what his beautiful wife had planned. Unlike her, his costume had been planned out days in advance, and waited for him in his car. Still, he was going mad without her. Erin decided to visit a couple of old friends. My blood started flowing to it the moment she said "anal" and it was getting harder by the second."You do want to stick it in my ass, don't you?" Liz said."Fuck yes," I sighed."I like it when I can feel your cock stretch my asshole open," she said. "I like it when you get deep inside me doggy style and your balls slap against my pussy." And Liz began to slap her pussy with her hand. "And you know what anal makes me do, don't you? It makes me squirt. And when I squirt, my whole body shakes.