Natalie couldn’t seem to help herself. Heat permeated her flesh. She writhed around me. Her pussy convulsed and released its gushing juice. My cock ...hrobbed and pumped. My spunk flowed into her depths.The girls recovered long before me. Gracie thrust her fingers into Natalie’s sopping snatch. Lucky for me they seemed happy to play with each other before they eventually turned their attention on my tired body. They took turns at sucking me until I exploded my load in Gracie’s suctioning mouth.. Ken is 6' tall, slim (the last time I saw him), 27 years old, with grey hair. He says that the grey hair (that he's had since High School) was genetic... I prefer to believe that it has something to do with his getting hit by lightning twice when he was still in school. I had met him back when he was the boyfriend of a former roommate. (Who he is now married to.)We've done quite a few things together (camping, paintball, card games, and so on) and became very good friends. Of course, the fact. She was too young and too healthy to have breast cancer, but apparently the breast cancer was unaware of these prerequisites, and attacked her anyway. She has always had beautiful breasts, and I a committed breast man. I remember sitting there in the doctor’s office thinking that I was going to smash the face of this quack for frightening her (me?) so much with this rubbish. I remember how helpless I felt. I remember how calm she was, so matter of fact, until she came home from the hospital,. Anna toured around the city next day visiting some of the reported rape scenes but learned nothing. There appeared to be no pattern. Back near her home Anna had her longish brown hair cut to a male style and after dark rode out on her motorcycle to learn to ride it thoroughly. She’d been trained in motorcycle riding on sealed and metal roads and in cross-country dirt bike riding. After a full workout she patted the fuel tank, declaring the bike a real beauty and money well spent. She slept on.