But I will tell them I won't be back again after that!" I looked at her questioningly, wondering if she could really let it go that easily. "Dan, why ...ould I want to go back when I already said I have the best cock right here?! Hell, I was going to cut back to just one night per week and then you started sticking that cock of yours through the hole, and I ended up INCREASING my number of nights to three!"She took a sip of Coke before saying, "Besides, I've got more than enough money put away. The kinky vixen. LOL!I held her long silky hair out of the way and watched this fine young thing devour my cock. Then I asked her..."Do you know the difference between a spitter and a swollower? She looked up with those beautiful brown eyes inquisitvley.I was still holding her hair with my right hand, and I placed my left on the back of her head and said... "about 12 ponds of firm pressure."She laughed and I said," my turn", and rolled her over on her back.We maneuvered around and she got. Although just 20, it seemed like the more time she spent beyond the walls of her aunt’s Iowa farmhouse, the more difficult finding friends became. Rebecca was not sure what she ?did? exactly to ?piss off? other women, but based on some of the things they did to her – which she must deserve- whatever she did must have been bad. It seemed like she had problems with all women; young, old, white, ethnic, but the ethnic women seemed to be the most difficult to make friends with. Rebecca. I reached back with one hand and aimed his cock at my hole, backed up to him. He took the hint and was nice and gentle at first. Before too long he was slamming into me.“What’s burned into my mind was when the same chick opened the door and turned the lights on thinking the bedroom was empty.” I paused, “I’d never seen her before that night. I’ve never seen her since. She was a redhead; not my type. But pretty, I guess. Her green eyes went wide as they met mine. She let out a shriek and.