. your face, it was like you were boiling mad for a split second."Jason blinked. What had he been thinking? The last thing he remembered was hearing M...linda's assessment of ... no, he had a brief thought about Diane for some reason, a thought that now lay just beyond his grasp, like an object sitting almost within reach of his fingertips."You just did it again!" Melinda cried. "What the fuck? You think I did something wrong?!" What?? No! Melinda, I really don't know what you're talking about. I. He lay next to Nena on the bed and told Scott to turn her over so that she was facing him.Nena again tried to struggle free, pivoting backwards to avoid having to face Mark, but she was no match for Scott, who easily rolled her over to her side facing him. Nena's ass, round and firm jutted out, the crack of her ass leading to the swollen lips of her vagina.Nena knew she was in a vulnerable state and desperately tried to keep Mark at bay. She felt Mark placed his knee between her legs that she. .. and starts kissing me all over again...our tongues meet...sucking on each others' tongues...Ahhhhhhhhhh.....I cannot take it any longer...I am so wanting to squirt...but he shoves his thick long wonderful glorious schlong into me and with balls banging against me he fucks me until I see stars...we both sink down onto the carpet, our cries are loud, we cum in unison.....me raking his chest...leaving marks, my nail imprints there...exhausted...we lie in each others' arms...breathing. I don't know what to make of this. What do I do here? Finally I can't take it anymore and in total befuddlement, I go home. All 75 feet away. Chicken-shit asshole!That night there was a knock at my door.It was Rachel.Chapter 3It was December. There had been two brunches with Ardis, the now third wheel and freakish mother cum cleaning woman of no consequence and Rachel, her young and beautiful daughter and the object of my desire. And much to my incredible delight, Rachel had communicated her.