Finally he let go, pulled the shorts back into place. But I could feel no more fabric on my cunt. Only two thin strips which he carefully placed on bo...h sides.“Much better,” he smirked and looked down on me. David looked and smiled, lifted me up into a sitting position. “That was a great idea.”He traced the big hole with his finger, starting just before my clit and all the way to my ass.“She'll be leaking,” he grinned as he pulled me off the table and towards the living room.“Actually I am in. Mom always has dates, but she never really likes to be tied down with just one man so she has been single for a while.It all started the night before my 19th birthday. It was a friday night and instead of going out I decided that I would relax at home since I knew my friends were planning a party for me the next day and it was going to be a long day. I was just up in my room listening to music when i thought i heard voices down the hall. I turned off my music and walked out into the hall. Right. Play nice gets worse each time you don'tStranger: I lick your ass as tears flow freely from my eyesYou: deeper cunt, get your long slutty tongue into my assYou: taste me,You: i reach down and remove the pliers, the sudden rush of blood back into your clit makes yoy gaspYou: i force myself back into your mouth and roughly face fuck you for a few minutesYou: you can barely catch a breathStranger: I don't resist as you fuck my mouth I am to happy about u removing the pliersStranger: I still suck. ” He strode away quickly, returning with a small, leather backed menu. I gave it a once over, and settled on an Old Fashioned with an Irish twist. As he prepared it, the bartender asked, “Whereabouts are you from? I know all the locals fairly well, and you definitely don’t fit the type.” “I live in New Jersey, I’m only out here for the weekend because of my Grandmother’s funeral. It was today.” “I’m sorry to hear that. My condolences. You here drinking to forget, or…” he trailed off. “I’m.