I can accept that, but you’ll tell me if things change?’ ‘Of course. It’s not my plan to just string you along while I’m looking for someone...else.’ We started talking about the movies she’d rented as we finished our coffee. ‘I was in the mood for old whodunits tonight so crime and gore.’ ‘Alfred Hitchcock?’ ‘No, Body Double with Melanie Griffith, Black Widow with Debra Winger and Theresa Russell, and Basic Instinct with Sharon Stone.’ I guess for a twenty-four-year-old those were old movies.. Cum hit her hair, face, legs and wings. It drizzled down into her boots. She was then strung up with her hands tied above her head and secured to the overhang. Anyone outside could see this angel hanging there. Her wings by now hadlost feathers. They were broken and wet. Amber could hear the angel ask who is next? A group of guys lined up. The first one took her from behind. Her little skirt still on was lifted and her asshole entered by a rather large male. Amber could hear a slight. Bud pushed her panties down her thighs as he sank to her knees.Bud's face was level with Millie's furry snatch, and, giving her panties one last push toward the floor, he gave her pussy a big, wet kiss. Bud spread her pussy lips with his thumbs licked her silky slit with the broad edge of his tongue."Millie, I think I love you," Bud said, his voice muffled by her thighs."There's more to love than fuckin' and don't you forget it," Millie sounded serious for a change."Mmm," he said, pulling his. "Oh, yeah. Keep doing that."Showing her delight, she repeatedly slammed herself over his solid dickuntil the air was plucked from his lungs. "Mmmmmmmmm," B.B. muttered, vibrating over each nub he condensed. Amber bombarded his nervous system with a continual procession of pelvisslaps intended to make him explode. If it weren't for his extensivetraining to retard that impulse, he would have sent a jet stream of hot cumto the furthest reaches of her pussy. Her cunt walls closed on him,pinching.