As she went down the hall to her apartment, she could feel the wetness between her legs, and as her thoughts went over what just happened there was a ...ingle in her pussy she had never felt before. She couldn't wait to go back to visit with her new friend.Michelle decided to go to a coffee shop that she saw when she first came to the building. The sun was just starting to go down when she got to the coffee shop, she sat in a booth by the window with a beautiful view of the park. Sipping her. “Wait for me outside, be there in a few,” he said, sounding impatient.I was enjoying the warm night air and recalling the events of the evening, wondering how it would end. He came out and immediately told me to follow him into a alley, which I did. We got to a dark section when he stopped.“This is good,” he said, retreating to an area between building, then pulling down his pants. I took his cue and got down to blow him. He took my head and face fucked me for several minutes, not saying. ." "...you are an idiot!" "how do you dare!" "I'm sorry, an idiot is not the right word" "..." "a stupid bitch is the right expression" "..." "..." she is about to cry, about to leave, she has a hesitation and then: "what now?" "let's keep talking"  "What should i do?" she looks desperate while I’m getting bored...how many time did i hear the same story? Ok, less and less, thanks to bad sadomaso movies and horrible books about the matter, but still. I reply in the usual way: "nothing, let it. Fu-uck!” Daddy’s prick was battering her cervix. It hurt. It was delicious.Daddy admired how her ass bounced as her dripping gash took him. His thumb found her asshole. “Ooh!” Abbey chirped. She recoiled for a moment, but then pressed back, loving the pressure on her anal ring.“Pretty girl,” Daddy whispered. “Gorgeous body.” He pressed his thumb up her asshole. It quivered and gave way as Abbey gasped at the sensation of having both holes stretching at once.“Like my ass, Daddy?” She pushed.