I should be fair, he could have been genuinely concerned, but I never take something like that for granted. He asked if I was all right, and I told hi..., ‘Does it fucking look like I’m all right?’ He said something about being a nice guy and wanting to help. Hell, I don’t trust anyone anymore. I ended up following him though, hoping he would put me out of my misery. It was his apartment building I was crying in front of. ‘My name’s Michael,’ he told me as he let me into his apartment. I didn’t. It was just four o'clock.Then she picked up her phone and buzzed Kathy. "Get the troops into the conference room, order hors d'oeuvres, and tell Joan she has to keep her clothes on; we have company." She went back to where the girl was seated, winked, and said, "This is going to be educational, Connie. By the way, I'm having dinner with Jen tonight. May I tell her you'll be joining us?"The girl smiled and said, "Please do. Tell her Cara sends her love. That is ... was ... my stage name.". Yes asked, him to move closer and I enveloped his sticky cock with my mouth. His cum was sweet and I cleaned all around.I saw you watching.I felt Steve's cock at my entrance and as he pushed it into my pussy. I think I let out a gasp. It was bigger than Phil's, thicker, obviously bigger than yours. It stretched my entrance then it was in. I closed my eyes as he started to ride me. Phil's cock was also on the up.This was fantastic. All my worries and apprehension about fucking another guy were. I opened it and there was Kristine, wearing only her boardshorts and light blue bikini top. Looking her up and down slowly Iinnocently smiled and welcomed her in. We gave our usual hello hugs and then ran up stairs to watch our favmovie, "FOXFIRE". I walked over to the bed and sat down as she put themovie in. I slying watched her bending over, her very short shorts ridingup her thighs, reviling her smooth legs. Well i guess i didn't notice iwas staring cuz she turned around and asked what.