I thought nothing of that. One day I went to our common shower area to have a shower before work. It had 2 shower stall with 2 showers in each stall. ...ost guys would take a shower in separate stalls if at all possible. When I got in, he came in the bathroom and said the other shower was not working right and asked if he could join me. I hesitated, but said yes. There was not much room for two men to shower without touching unless they were very careful. He was not. Then, of all things, I. She cried. “Please, stop.” Kevin punched her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her. She gasped as she fell. He continued punching her, his fist meeting her ribs and face repeatedly. When he was finally done, he threw her out of the vehicle and tossed her clothes on top of her. “You are such a slut,” he hissed as he shut his vehicle and walked away. Minutes later, a girl found her there. The police were called, and Lindsey found a familiar set of arms holding her. She passed out, the pain. He learned all about her wacky work colleagues and their bizarre love lives. They whinged about their parents, growing up in overbearing but loving Greek households and all the craziness that entailed and all manner of other things. They laughed over friend’s antics and celebrated each other’s successes. After a few months Ana started to think of Ari as her best friend. It was an odd thing indeed to value someone so that you’ve never met or even talked to. And still every time something. I pushed against Honey’s arse slowly but insistently. She grunted and I pulled back. “No, don’t stop. I want it”. I took the lube, applied some to my end and approached her again. This time, as I pressed against her, she relaxed her muscles and I could feel her open slightly so the very tip of my penis could begin to penetrate. There was another grunt but I knew she wanted it badly, so I kept going, pressing inwards against the resistance. We were now getting to the widest part of my mushroom.