“You’ve been laying there while I rode your cock. I want you to fuck me.”In an instant, he had me on my back and was on top of me. He pushed m... knees to my shoulders, raising my ass into the air. His cock was even with my hole. Slowly, gingerly, he began to push in.“Fuck me, Don!” I commanded. “Fuck me! Don’t make love to me; fuck me! I can take it!”It felt like some one else was speaking. I had never wanted anything so badly, and I had never been so forceful about wanting it.I felt his. "Well, I should get back to my friends" she said. "Sure" I uttered. "But be sure to come back and visit." With that she spun off and headed back to her table, leaving behind her the sweet scent of either perfume or shampoo. Whichever it was, it was nice. A couple of hours passed and I was feeling no pain. People came andpeople went. I remained. With the exception of a bathroom break or two, I did not leave my barstool. I told myself, as I got up to hit the head one more time, that I would have. ”That earned peals of laughter from Lavi and I snickered and I felt movement in my lap. Groggily Melissa asked, “What’s so funny?”“Robert burned Jordyn with a ‘y’ like yard trash,” Lavi giggled.Melissa mumbled, “I need to pee.” I moved my arm but Melissa didn’t move. Instead, she snuggled vigorously into my lap more which earned a little greeting from her little possession. “When we get somewhere.” She then pulled out her phone and began looking at a map with pins on it. “Lavi, 21a. The. Then the girl went into the kitchen where her mother was cooking the turkey. She accidentally dropped it on the floor and said: “Oh, fuck!”“What does fuck mean?” Asked the little girl.“I’m cooking the turkey right now, sweety.” replied her mother.Then the door bell rang. Her mother told her to go open the door and welcome the thanksgiving guests.The little girl walked up, opened the door and said: “Hello everyone! Hang up your luscious tits, drop your slim dicks, my dad’s upstairs shitting and.