Sukie had just seemed grateful she wasn't going to be turned away or sold again. Now the two of them looked happy. Sukie was sitting holding Rachel's ...and. "It's been a strange year," I said.Rachel turned to me, "It's not a bad story. Maybe you should write it down. I could help you."I thought she was probably right.The only one that wasn't there was Tricia. At least, she wasn't there in person. Laying on a chair at the side of the room was a copy of the Daily Mirror. Its front page was filled. FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUUUCCKKK! she screamed out as he brought her to a joint-quaking orgasm. Her legs felt like Jello, as she held onto his shoulders. He slowed his pace, and tightened his grip on her waist. She locked her legs behind him as he carried her to the back seat of the car, never dislodging himself from her depths. He was still rock-hard and ready, and even though she was spent, she looked forward to what came next. He slid to the middle of the back seat, and brushed some strands of hair. ..dripping rivulets of juice down your trembling thighs. You become quiet -- intent -- focused solely on your animal need to take cock deep into your body.Halfway to the party, I see Fuckmeat Yvonne take possession of my beautiful wife -- and my cock stiffens into steel at the prospect.Russ is hosting the party at his warehouse. We turn into the gravel parking lot and drive toward the loading dock. A line of vehicles, everything from luxury cars to beat up pickups with rebel flags in the rear. I licked until the only moisture left was that left from my tongue. I looked up at Hailee and her eyes were closed and she was gripping my pillow. My wife takes tons of foreplay and tells me exactly what to do but Hailee was quiet. I remembered her inexperience when she was giving me a hand job. Her body seemed ready enough for me, and without thinking too much about it, I stood up pulled her pussy to my cock and thrust. She was so tight. I had to stop for a moment to let her adjust, let.