“I don’t usually take this kind of photograph. But it’s for charity.” The dress blew up around my ears. My legs. Did I mention my legs? Someti...es I think my legs have a life of their own. Sometimes I eat a lot of cake to see if they’ll notice me. It doesn’t work. My legs go on doing their own beautifully defined thing. I beat the dress down with my hands. “I like your shoes,” he admired. “You like my shoes?” I asked, bewildered. “That’s it? My shoes?” I tell you, that’s the first man who’s ever. He got up left me, full of cum no undies it was hard to keep his load trying to escape. Right at the time couple of new guys showed up, it was my Weed connect Rick. His 8′ cock straight out, we said hi and I was on my knees sucking him good in heaven, but trying to hide my fresh fucked ass, he fingered my ass, whispered to me your ass is mine tonite. he knew the host and we use his bed with 20 plus guys watching jacking, the guy he had with him was so turned on, Tom was his name Rick told me. Diane thought about closing the window, but decided against it. Whomever was going to find her empty room would barely notice the open window until she was very far away. A calm had taken over her mind, consuming it and directing her towards a single goal. One which she could barely comprehend, but understood at the most basic level. Running towards the edge of the roof, Diane leapt with all her energy and allowed the evening breeze to carry her skyward. Her butterfly wings carried her far, far. Steve continued to face fuck Jo for about another 5 minutes, but then he must have been getting close to cumming, cuz he quickly pulled his cock completely out of Jo’s mouth and bent over like he was just kicked in the nuts. Even though the camera was zoomed in on Jo’s face you could still hear Steve say to my day, “...goddamn James, your wife can suck a cock. But we’ll have to do something about that throat.” You could hear them both chuckle after Steve said that. Jo must have agreed because.