" What's to believe babe, you enjoyed the whole weekend, you had more orgasms this weekend than your oh so sweet dead husband gave you in his lifetime... so just get in a hot shower, get some sleep and you'll feel fine tomorrow." You made me." I made you nothing, you slut bitch, you like cock and I got you cock." I thought that I meant something to you, how could you?" How could I? Slut, you had to pay and you will enjoy more cock when I say so. You think that coke grows on trees? Listen; a. "God that was good!" Jen exclaimed, trying to keep quiet so she wouldn't disturb Colette again. I let up on her a little bit and then turned her over, she understood what I wanted and scooted her knees apart, raising her incredible ass to just the right height for me to penetrate her hot, wet pussy once more. I grabbed her by the hips and penetrated her again, my lust increasing as I looked down on her perfect ass and shapely hips. I wasn't sure what had come over me, really, I'd never been. Barden to her party. The woman had dropped the fact that the party wasn’t at her house, and Ms. Barden didn’t drive. It was 11:15 when Joyce got Ms. Barden and her Christmas cake to her party, which turned out to be at Mrs. Franklin’s house. ‘Here you are, Ms. Barden. Hope you have a great party.’ ‘Could you carry the cake in for me, dear? I’m so afraid I’ll drop it.’ More likely you’ll forget to take it, is was Joyce was thinking. But she was so resigned to having completely failed to get. "So, your new friend,he as big as you heard?"Pete whispered.It took me a second to realize he was talking about the guy I lied about several days ago.He was still slow fucking me but really forced himself in on the down stroke.He needed to hear so I recounted the old story."It was, he was huge,so black,so thick,he lasted forever Pete." Our sex had moved me up to the wet spot,I continued me story." He loved my cock sucking Pete,he forced himself on me." "like his cock?"."I loved it Pete,you know.