"Is this a private affair, or can anyone join?" he asked, drawing Caledor."This does not concern you," one of the assailants responded, turning toward...Mann and pointing at the dead bodies. "Leave before you join them."His voice was somewhat muffled due to the crimson scarf wrapped around his face just below his eyes. All of the assailants were likewise disguised. They were uniformly dressed in grey pants and shirts as well as grey cloaks. Some type of organization, Mann mused as he continued to. "Oh ffffuck, Baby fuck that feels good!" I always knew you'd like my dick in your ass, want to see how it feels to get pounded hard?" Before I could say anything, Greg began to slowly pump himself in and out of my ass. Face down, ass up, I took Greg's cock starting to pound me, him spanking my ass, me breathing heavy, mouth open, in disbelief about how good it felt. "A little anniversary anal for my special little slut." Greg groan, his cock throbbing, pulsing like he was about to blow his. Sam * I Lucy Clarke I was sat cross legged on my parents sofa with my macbook on my lap (yes I did spend my student loan responsibly, thanks for asking) with one earphone in listening to The Fray. Three of my friends were sat in the room with me, I was only half listening to the conversation, something about one of the boys on Lauren’s English Lit course, if I had to guess (and I do) I’d say a week, two, tops before she was sat in that self same seat cursing this boy’s name. ‘What is it with. But to have her, would be worth almost anything. The words came out with surprising ease, "Please, I want to make love to you." She shook her head at me, smiling. "I don't make love. I take. I conquer. I'll even fuck, but I don't make love." Those deep blue eyes challenged me, lured me. I felt like I was sinking into them. I said the only words I could say. "Please, take me." The smile that crossed her face could only be described as hunger. She stepped up to me, placing one hand on my.