I remember her arriving on our doorstep the evening she left him. Just there. Pretty as a picture with a little valise in her hand and their Pontiac o...t in front. They'd been married about seven or eight months, and Susan had just had it. She'd never realized what she was getting into. Anyone could have told her that he was a monster. But she was a grad student and he was a professor -- I guess he'd just been promoted to associate professor. So she was sold on his intellect and he on her legs. And you do. Thrusting your manhood deep in her tight asshole, pulling her brunette locks, so her body is arched with one hand. With the other you reach around her thighs and rub at her clit.And then, as with every time you fuck, Carrie cums, quickly and intensely, quicker than you even. Her whole body tenses up. She howls.“Yes, fuck my ass, pull my... cum... I’m cumming... I’m FUUUUUUCCCKKKKK AIIIIIIIIEEEEE”And panting heavily she slides off your still-stiff manhood and falls to the floor.You. I’ve never been with a fireman before.’ Simon was surprised by her candour. He hesitated a moment before asking, ‘Do you want to be with this one?’ Alison smiled at him. ‘I thought you’d never ask!’ – – – – – – – – – – Simon found John near the bar. He told him, ‘Don’t worry about giving me a lift home, I’ll be staying here instead.’ ‘Alison?’ he’d asked, and at Simon’s nod John clapped him across the shoulders. Then he went back to chatting up the pretty young brunette he was with. Just across. My lips are so ... parched."She walked over to the table where we put the bottles from the package store and grabbed the pint of Jagermeister. Returning to the bed, Cindy sat next to me and twisted the top off the pint. She dipped her middle finger into the top of the bottle, submerging her fingertip into the blackish liquid. Pulling it out, she brought her finger to her lips and sucked it into her mouth."Mmmmm. Are you sure you're not thirsty?" She purred."Well maybe a little," I said.