John was part of our small gay group that met once a week for fun andgames. He owned an old building that was not in use any more called ARENA.Well no... in public use. Our group had used it for our parties. However notto the full use of the Arena. John had told me that there were notes and filesthat told of events of a heavy intense nature. We heard that his nephew had inherited the place and we all figured that wouldbe the end of the Arena. If fact, we did not hear anything for a couple. , (a small compass box scale size) who is in hunt of a virgin pussy to fulfill my sexual desires as i am too much interested in it from my childhood. Ok now what i would like to tell all the readers is once came to know thru one of my friends n from then onwards i am regular reader of this ive contacted many members thru their mail id n phone no given in these stories but i dont get any response whether these r fake r correct i cant imagine, sometimes i even submitted two to three stories but i. He showed up in half the time I expected him, and he had a real worried look on his face as he came down the steps to the basement. “Oh, my God, Sam, you were right about the stink! Ramos, don’t you smell that?”“Smell what, boss. I got such a bad head cold that I can’t smell nothing. Sorry.”“Sheesh! Ramos, I wish I had your luck about when to have a head cold. Sam, go fetch the sledgehammer from the tool box in the truck. See if you can break away some of the concrete around that crack.”“Okay,. Taking it as far in her mouth as she could. Jenny started rubbing herself up and down Kates body. She wraped her legs around Kate until their pussys touched together.. Kates eyes were wide for a moment. Grind me baby she hushed under her breath. She bit Jennys lip and sucked her tongue. Jenny began rubbing their pussys together,you like it? Ya? Ya? YA! She said panting. She rubbed together faster, and faster. Wow, so you two really aee lesbians Jenny colapsed on top of Kate. Both of them stared.