I will continue taking more of her as she gets dressed and showers and lets me share them. I'm thinking if she can get some "fan" appreciation on here...I can get many more to show you all!So there was no real response to this over the holiday break, bummer! But I have more pics to post, all from two meet ups during the holidays and all pics from before and after her showers, I just get to sit in the bathroom and take pictures as she goes about either getting ready to cum fuck me by showering or. I never saw how unhappy Abby was becoming. I didn’t notice that she stopped smiling as often as she did when we first met. I didn’t notice that she was building a wall between us. I didn’t notice that the nights out with her girlfriends were becoming more frequent. I didn’t notice that she no longer loved me.My world came crashing down the day after Labor Day in 1999. Jacy and I returned from visiting my parents in Ohio. When we arrived home there was no sign of Abby. All of her clothes, her. I did. Ray went from standing by the side of my bed to straddling my chest. He hovered over me and started thrusting hard, fucking my mouth. "Your mouth is wetter than pussy," he said with a light moan. His cock was choking me, his balls were slapping against my chin, and I could taste the precum. "Oh my... I'm going to fucking..." he exclaimed in a whisper as he grabbed the wall with a final thrust. His cock pulsed as I got my reward. His cum blasted down my throat as tears leaked from my eyes. .deeper ...you bastard” Then I was all guttural: “Oh...Ahh...Orrgh...Ah.“The sequence was impressively masterminded by the filthy sod. The tease of his cock head on my sensitive rim. The playful touch. The nudging. The prodding around my ungiving opening. The intense expecting waiting game. The tension of need in me building. I arched my arse back trying to capture his cock. I wanted his pecker deep in my arse already. The yes’s were in response to his first promiscuous taboo push...debauched.