As soon as he finished the original house printer, there wasn’t much for him to do. He went on to develop other automation products under his own co...pany name.”Valerie said, “The villain in your story, Denise ... what ever happened to her?”Danny said, “She’s now a rather well respected reconstructive surgeon.”“Where did that come from?” Valerie asked.“In her senior year, she was involved in an automobile accident. She wasn’t horribly injured, but did end up with some scarring on her face. Her. When he was all the way inside me, Marcus grabbed my hair again, yanking my head back, and began pounding into me relentlessly. Mac took advantage of my gaping mouth and shoved his cock as far down my throat as he could. I choked and moaned, eyes watering, slobbering all over Mac’s dick, which was now in the back of my throat. Marcus had one hand pulling my hair and the other gripping my ass cheek as he thrust against me, our thighs slapping loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Mac put both. It felt real dirty like we were proper scags or something, and I felt my cock throb has hard as it gets at how nasty we were being doing bum sex together as three horny lads."I'm gonna cum!" I cried out. "My balls are gonna explode!" Fuckin' go for it!" Harvey called back.And I felt Whitehouse's tongue actually licking up my pooper.I shot off really deep inside Harvey's fudge tunnel, thrusting right up him as my junk filled up his bowels.Before I'd even finished nutting off, Whitehouse was. Not too full, not too trimmed. Do you trim it?”“Only enough to keep it corralled where it belongs,” she replied, “in case I ever decide to wear a bathing suit.”“It’s lovely...” Ron eased her thighs apart. He ran his finger between her labia. Then, he parted them and slipped two fingers inside her. He began stroking the roof of her vagina. “How does this feel?”“It feels okay.”“I was thinking ... I want to see if I can give you a G-spot orgasm.”“Forget it. I can’t have one.”“Why not?”“I don’t.