" Arabella tossed the note and its envelope on a table. "I guess she'll call or come over."After reading and discarding the note, Arabella stretched. ...imon although he still had a worried look on his face, couldn't help noticing how her breasts pressed against her thin white cotton dress.She swept her hair up, holding it off her neck. "Damn, I'm hot and sticky."Simon smiled, appreciating her double entendre, but his mind was still wrapped up in worry.Seeing that he was still in a funk, Arabella. ”The night before I’d gotten the old man’s shotgun out of their bedroom, loaded it, stuck it out the side door, and blasted it into the night toward the backyard. My parents had gone out for the evening. My older brother was at his girlfriend’s house.Not satisfied, I kicked out the empty shell, reloaded, and fired forth a mirror image of that charter blast. Sated I jockeyed up the street and dumped both shell casings into the storm drain, then went back to the house. The neighborhood was as. Yes, she was right. Brian watched her as she danced with the other guys. He noticed how she was ignoring him. He was getting a little annoyed seeing other men touching his girl. Even though he knew she was with him. As the night moved on, the more it bothered him until he decided it was time. In the middle of a rather boring dance partner, Taylor was interrupted by a masculine voice saying, ‘Pardon me?’ It was Brian. Annoyed at being interrupted Taylor’s dancing partner turned around but. He walked over to me and got down on his knees. He looked up at me and grinned. He parted my legs and pushed them up towards my head. My asshole was right in front of his mouth now. As his wet tounge touched my asshole shivers ran up my entire body. I have had my asshole licked before, but this man was fucking pro. He then penatrated my hole and began to tounge fuck me. I wasn't touching my dick, but the pre-cum was already flowing. He rammed his tounge harder and harder into my asshole. I.