.. well, her reputation would be ruined and she might as well slit her wrists open and end it all right now. The other thing that made it difficult wa... Kristina's aunt's reputation. Everyone was all too willing to believe the worst about Kristina because they already believed it about Rita.To top it off, Trudy was desperate to escape Gloria's clutches. She couldn't believe how easily she'd succumbed to that bitch's threats and intimidation. Now that she was away from that awful girl Trudy. Morgana grabbed the cushions and thrust her hips back against him to meet each downstroke, grunting.“Oh!” she squealed, “you feel so fucking good! Do it, baby, fucking ram me! Yes!”Ben kept pounding at her pussy. She felt her wetness ooze at the base of his cock. Morgana felt a familiar surge in his rod.“Cum on my ass!” she hissed in her lust.Ben lasted only a couple strokes more, then pulled his cock from her sheath. He groaned, and hot globs of sticky cum splashed on her ass. It oozed down. ."Well," my wife began slowly, "I couldn't belive how sexy I looked at the start of the evening.... How incredibly hot you made me. The way that I looked in the mirror, my hair, my makeup....and the way that I felt with the sexy lingerie, it made me feel like and entirely different person.... I made me feel like a night-dollar prostitute!" Continue" I urged her, then resumed my oral homage to her slick breasts. Her pussy was now draining it's contents onto my hand as I continued to finger her. " He said between pants. I smiled and cupped his smooth shaven face in my hands. "Greg, it's okay if you hurt me. It just has to be like this tonight." His eyes were unsure as they looked into mine. He looked concerned and frustrated as he bit his bottom lip and slid a bit further into me. The stretching feeling was delicious until he came up against my hymen. It felt achy as he pushed against it and I gasped. He stopped moving and lay there between my legs like a statue. His face buried into.