I'd read sex stories and tried to kiss like they described. I put my lips against her soft lips for a moment before I opened my mouth and licked them...and pushed my tongue like a spear between hers. I don't think she was expecting that, but she didn't resist for more than a half second.I felt her tongue in her mouth and it felt weird and kind of slimy, but I rubbed mine against hers and she responded by rubbing mine back. Then after a few seconds he hands were behind my back and head and she. I’m gonna ruin this hole for him.” he threatened.I could barely get out another word as Marshall began furiously fucking my ass. I suddenly realized what he’d meant by ‘ruining’ my ass for Miles. He was going to cum inside me. “Wh-what are you doing, Gordon?” I asked panicked. He didn’t respond, just continued to speed up his thrusts, repeating only “Great fuckin’ hole, great fuckin’ hole.” I was fisting my cock rapidly at this point. As much as I hated Gordon for taking my hole away from. Finally, it was already two in the afternoon, he saw one of those little road-stops that look like pimples on a never ending line of road.Six houses on one side. Eight on the other and a few shacks behind them. What was most important was that there was a Diner. He stopped the car by the diner and as he got out he stretched his legs and arms trying to get rid of some of the stiffness in his joints.He entered the Diner and was greeted by an elderly waitress with a pot of coffee in her hand who. She clenched her toes and grit her teeth in the hottest, most desperate way. I watched her breasts push into the air as she arched her back and her mouth opened in a silent scream. Her eyes shot open and stared directly into mine as a long, desperate moan escaped her lips. Her thighs shuddered, and her hips squirmed while her hands kept working tirelessly through her orgasm.“Oooooooooh, fuck!” she wailed.Her eyebrows scrunched together and her cheeks flushed hot while she worked her hands as.