Both Sharon's room and the guest bedroom lay at one end of a hall with the Meyers' bedroom on the other end. We said our goodnights and headed to our ...ssigned rooms. I started unpacking and Sharon opened the door and poked her head in a moment later."I'm sorry, Joe," she said. "When Tina's dad called, I was at the store. He talked to my mom for a little bit, saying he wanted to thank them and to know a little about the people who were generously hosting his daughter for a weekend. He apparently. Right as I was about to duck down and crawl under him he hit his mark. He went balls deep in his first thrust and I nearly passed out from the pain and the fact that now I really couldn’t breathe. My blood curdling scream and hysterical sobbing and pleading did nothing to Hershey, hell it might have even spurred him on. He pounded my ass with suck force that every time he thrust it two things happened. 1) My head went slamming into the cupboards and 2) whatever breathe I did have was forced out. I stroked fervently. My cock was so wet, maybe harder than I'd ever felt it. I felt a ping of fear again that I wouldn't be able to cum, after I had tried so hard not to just minutes before. Lou cupped her tits toward me. I closed my eyes.I felt my erect dick start to stiffen to its hardest, the feeling just before orgasm. Here it comes! And then … nothing. Just that feeling of hardness. Almost aching. I opened my eyes. Did I break something inside?I first caught sight of the line of cum. He brushed my soft blonde hair back, kissed me, and immediately found my clit."Stop." I whispered in his ear. "It's your birthday. I should do something nice for you. I tossed the blanket aside, I stoop up, letting Greg see me in my tight revealing cocktail dress, glittery make-up, my amble chest struggling to stay contained. I took the hairband off my wrist, put my hair into a ponytail and smiled. Greg just let out a low grunt and got comfy, throwing his arms on the back of the couch. "I want.