She rose up on her arms and watched my face as she filled me again and again. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she claimed me. Her loved washed ov...r me. Greta was my first love, and I did this more for her than for myself. It was something I had denied her, and I wanted to tell her how sorry I was that others had been in me before she had.She smiled gently at me as if she understood. She leant down, kissed me softly and then fucked into me hard. A switch flipped in my head, and I came for. As we started around four, everyone was gone by midnight. It was me and Ann, of course, and Romy, her best friend, just the three of us. I switched the music off, found my favorite radio on the web, they were playing some soft music in an unknown language, as always, and decided I had to go pee.When I got back up they were as I'd left them, Ann on the bed and Romy on the rug, legs crossed, explaining something really important about the shades of purple a proper dress should be. I took a huge. Dressed in a white mini skirt and red tube top was Emily. She had her hair in a ponytail and light red lipstick on. I noticed she was beach sandals with a tatoo of a whip on her ankle. She walks over to me and asks with a sexy smile "Are you Jack?" she asked. "From now on it is Master got it slave?" I said sternly. She bit her lip for a second and nods while taking a seat across from me. "You are more sexy than the photos you sent me" I say. She giggles a thanks as we talk about everything from. ‘Lise, get down on the floor!’ he yelled. ‘Now! Do it!’ When he pulled up next to Lise’s car, Luke had seen the man get out of the pickup truck parked next to the dumpster behind the diner. He was shocked to discover it was Rod Billingham. Rod was now running toward them and was holding a gun in his hand. The young deputy had never been involved in a shooting incident, continued to watch the man approach. He felt as if he was seeing everything that was happening in slow motion. He knew he was.