Gasping in pain I begged 'Mister Brad...please go slow...you're busting my butt...' Brad just grunted and continued to grind his penis into my aching ...ung hole. Brad rode me for an hour and a half before he finally shot his load of man spunk into my butt. Brad was laying on my back breathing deeply as the door bell rung, Brad pulled his semi rigid penis from my bung and slapped my buttocks saying 'don't move, they want that pussy sloppy band ready to be fucked. Four guys between thirty and. When Lolita hung up the phone, I thought my little party was over. But she began filing away loose papers and generally straightening up the room. She paraded herself back and forth, bending over from time to time to pick up one thing and then another. Before I realized it, I was beyond the point of no return. I knew I was going to cum, and it wasn't going to be pretty. Oh fuck! The front of my pants was going to be soaked with sperm. I would have to walk back through the farmer's wives' office. Sooner I came on her face. She licked my cum a little bit. She went and cleaned her face and again grabbed my soft dick to make it hard. Then she removed her shorts and came so near to me that her pussy was so near to my mouth. I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer and started licking her clitoris. She was moaning loudly. She pulled my head towards her pussy. And was asking to lick it harder. I did the same. She was now unable to stand. I made her lie on the couch and licked her pussy. Slowly. ’ ‘I don’t care. You broke my heart. I went out partying so much because I wanted to forget you. I wanted to move on. But I couldn’t. I had no closure. At the beginning of the year I thought you might still call. I don’t know. But I waited. I waited until Thanksgiving. And after that, when I knew how much time I had wasted on a bastard like you, I started to hate. And my hating was going on just fine until you show up here today. Besides, aren’t you the one who’s supposed to be apologizing?’.