She told me she never refused anyone anything. She'd done 50 men for forty eight hours straight during a self-proclaimed "5 Buck Fuck Night" on her we...site. She bought her last car with money she made allowing one website member to tattoo his name on her ass. She'd been to the hospital twice after the pony got a little too rough, but she toughened up quickly. She'd drunk the collective loads of groups of men, smearing the cum into her mouth with her fingers, rubbing it into her skin and smiling. Lou Anne was waiting tables, and ignoring him. She was involved in an intricate dance that carried her all over the diner, balancing plates on her arms, with only one hand free because the other held a coffee pot.One of the scenes he'd written was directly related to Lou Anne. Sir Roger Quigley, while seated in a chair on the deck of "The Ugly Mermaid," had casually slapped the ass of a passing matron, one of his current bevy of captured women. The women were all put to work, scrubbing the. I stood next to her as she moved a card to another position. "Have you won any games Mari?" She didn't look at me and said, "No more than usual. What have you been doing over there?"I took a sip and said, "Oh, you know." It was a long non-secret that I liked to look at porn online. "Have you been having fun then?" she asked. Mari leaned back on her chair and moved her hand to where my ass was covered with just the thin flannel pajamas. I flinched when she squeezed my ass. My heart. Her soft gasp, shudder, and the gush of cunnie juices on his fingers told him all he needed to know.Despite herself, after seeing Allan’s cock, Glenda started rolling her hips as his fingers entered. The fact he had been gentle with her so far also seemed to encourage her to participate. Allan squeezed her tit gently and played with the now hard nipple as he complimented her on her soft, smooth skin.He was pleased that she was definitely wet enough for him. He pulled his fingers out and.