But she knew this was something she was going to do. She knew it was something she NEEDED to do. She wouldn’t let her insecurities get the best of h...r. She was a woman with a mission. There’d be no beating around the bush tonight, no joking around and playing games. She wanted, needed, to get fucked. Plain and simple. No love, no expectations, “just fuck me!” With her eyes set in determination, she made her way up the front lawn to the door. She knew she didn’t need to knock but made a show of. First, I didn’t know Sarah at all, and while I trusted April, that trust didn’t extend automatically to her friend. Also, I’d been with April a few times already, and I wasn’t interested in a long-term, on-going thing with her. Not that she wasn’t sexy and fun, but I was already juggling too many balls because of my wives, Elyse, and Abbie. And, if things went as they appeared to be going, an upcoming tryst with Leslie that promised to be a lot of fun.Given my most important relationships, and. As I slid out of the warm covers, the cold room slapped me in the face like an unpaid hooker. I knew I had to go to the bathroom as Mr. Woody was pointing the way. I looked down at my cock and said, “Don’t you ever go down? I know I haven’t loaned you out to a pussy in many months, but young ladies want to be wined and dined prior to giving up the use of their precious vaginas and I don’t have that kind of money.”As I was still sleepy and tired, I refrained from standing with one hand on the. The pain was unbearable, and he was being violated in the worst way. The man reached around and fondled his flaccid cock roughly.“Your cunt's all soft, bitch.” the man barked out a laugh as he continued to fuck him, “don't you want the hurt to stop? Come on, get hard for me, you fucking whore! Aren't you? Aren't you? Yeah...my little whore...you love it...come on...”He remembered suddenly that he should be trying to come. The pain would be less if only he could come. Then the man would use the.