Tom grinned as Jenna sucked down his erection and began to go to work on it. As sad as he might have been about the unusually lackluster blow-job, the...sight of his pretty blonde wife slamming her torso back and forth between the cocks in her pussy and ass more than made up for it. As it was his third run of the evening, Tom was able to disconnect from the tongue wrapped about his engorged phallus and congratulate himself at the well-executed party.It hadn't been easy to get Jenna to agree to. After a few minutes he pulled out and backed away. Jake never stopped pounding away. Matter of fact he was laughing almost the entire time making comments like, “Damn bitch…. Got me a fuck machine…. Tight and wet…. Never had it this big, right whore?”Maybe it the strike to my head, a concussion, I don’t know. Half of me was scared shitless, half of me was feeling triumphant that my plan was working, and the other half of me was getting excited about the vio1ence, the lack of control. I so. She got more and more into the Goth culture as time passed, and that’s when she and Melanie drifted apart as friends. By the middle of her junior year, Sarah was heavily into the Goth culture. Her hair was still jet black, and even longer in a sculpted cut that frames her pretty face. She also paints her fingernails black, and wears dark, black and purple eye makeup, as well as either red or black lipstick. The finishing touches are the white foundation makeup she wears to give her a pale. I’m not arrogant enough to think that was anything other than right place, right time for her. She was ... really wound up last night.”Nick thought back to his last conversation with Rosangela at the club. “I can see how that might have happened.” He thought back. “How is this all sitting with Connie? I assume you wouldn’t be doing all this behind her back.”“You assume correctly. Connie has her life. I have mine. When they intersect, we get along really well.” Ed took another sip of his coffee..