. me... he made me make a deal” snuffling up running snot now as real crying wrenched her little frame. “What deal?” “He” snuff “made” s...bbing, ugly crying, chin knotted up, “me...” she collapses into my arms wracked with sobs, weeping hard and fast as she had breath, hyperventilating and trembling as I held her small frame, slender arms, her little torso that just hours before I had plunged my cock into so deeply, her little asshole, her hot little cunt, suddenly she feels so small, so short,. ."she asserted. I bent over slowly and stretched my fingers to my toes,straining to hold the position and conscious of my naked exposed arsesticking up in the air, and my penis hanging, exposed in front of mewith the ribbon trailing to the floor. I saw Kelly move behind me andsuddenly her hand came up back between my legs grabbing my penis andpulling it back between my legs. She then told me to pull my buttcheeks apart and when I did she pulled the lengths of ribbon throughthe crack pulling it. ..that initial penetration. I had been here many, many times before...it was familiar territory. And yet, each time we had sex it seemed like the very first time we'd done the 'nasty' five years before. I didn't need to fantasize about a pretty woman I'd seen or a famous celebrity while we were fucking because She was the fantasy. In a way it was like 10 X 10 =100. I found I could shift my consciousness so that I was no longer a man who's balls slapped her asshole while we were. He thought about the coming road trip with increasing trepidation."Fuck him; Mike Harris is going, but Michele Nylons is staying at home!" he spat and a smile crossed his face.The next day at the airport Mike met Brian near the check in counter. Brian threw a ticket at him."You're in coach!" Brian snarled and walked off to the first-class lounge.Mike didn't see Brian again until he arrived at the Radisson hotel. Inside the ticket folder Brian had given him at the airport was an agenda for their.