" Faruza rose to her feet, her arms at her sides. "Take off the shirt." She tugged the shirt off over her head. Her tangled mass of thick, bl...ck hair fell over her face and shoulders. She combed it away with her long nails, revealing hard, brown nipples that stood out. "Take off your panties." Faruza pushed the panties down over her hips to the floor. Dan stood up. Her eyes followed him across the room to the sofa. He removed his shirt and pants and sat down. "Come here," he. Even though it was illogical, because she had to have a place to stay the night before, I agreed to let her stay at my place for the night.Nah, don't be such a pervert, folks. I didn't fuck Zoë. In fact, I started drinking the moment I stepped into my room in a flophouse. I could barely see she came out of my bathroom wrapped in my only clean towel before I passed out in my chair.When I woke up the next day, Zoë was already gone, but she'd also tidied up my place somehow. It was nice for her to. He rested his hands on my tits and squeezed. Then he began fucking my mouth as if it was a true sex organ. The first few strokes were very painful. But then his cock struck the back of my throat and kept going. The pain was excruciating. But I couldn't even scream.He stopped for a few seconds with two or three inches of his cock down my throat. The crowd got a big kick out of it and they were very vocal in their praise of him. Shit! All he was doing was fucking my mouth. I was the one in all. I loved the taste of him lingering in my mouth and the hot load of cum he delivered. I hoped to hear from him but the next day it wasn’t him answering my personal ad. The second time was very similar to the first. When we met he said he knew of a place. I left my car there and I got into his. He drove out of town to a quiet township road while I fondled him. From there he turned down into a pasture and into a small grove of trees where he parked. He got out and walked around to my door and.