‘Damon Bradley.’ ‘I’m Catherine Rolland. Pleased to make your acquaintance Mr. Bradley.’ She felt his eyes roaming allover her body and shiv...rs run through her. ‘Now, we may go inside,’ she said, regretting almost immediately, as his eyes were fixed on hers. Catherine softly closed the door behind her and unwrapped the elegant box that lay on her bed. She had no idea why she was giving Alex’s present to a stranger. She handed an exquisite white cotton shirt to Damon. ‘Here,’ she smiled. Jennifer had done some cooking in the past but it had mostly been things like baking a cake and occasionally making a simple meal for herself when her parents went out. With a crew of young guys working hard, we’d have to be prepared to feed them so I started teaching Jennifer how to cook for a crowd. The guys who would be helping us were ‘meat and potatoes’ guys, so nothing fancy, just lots of everything. The one thing I knew they’d like would be pie so I made sure Jennifer was well versed on. I was just too busy being me. Driving around in fancy cars, chasing pretty women, living in nice houses, traveling. But now, running down a muddy path somewhere in the South, it seems quite obvious. It strongly looks like mankind will manage to survive without my presence. No one will give a shit, to be more precise. The insight is quite disillusioning. And it seems a little late to change my life now.But one thing might be to my advantage. I´ve always been good at sports and I´ve been running. But Joe loved her throat and her face, he kept fucking her throat until he felt something warm and thick bloom out inside her throat. He left his dick in there, as her mouth was really warm and mushy wet. "Almost there!" said one of the guys ducking her virgin pussy. A minute later loads of cum unloaded in her pussy, along with the other boy about to prepare to do the same. "I had no idea this would be so fun!" Joe said, as he finally slid his cock out of her throat. "Lets fuck her again.