"Please." "Tell me," he said, his voice quivering. "Fuck me!" she said loudly. "Damn it, fuck me. Fuck my pussy!" She yelped as he pulled out ...f her until only the head of his cock remained in her, then rammed back in, driving in deeply. Emily cried out as he filled her again. She felt the head of his cock bottom out inside her cunt and his heavy balls slapped against her clit. He jerked back and slammed into her again, rocking her. "Jesus," he groaned. "I love your pussy." He held. I called the number on the sign and soon met with the owners’ son, who said his parents had moved to North Carolina and he wanted to get rid of he house as soon as possible. We agreed upon a price and soon I was moving in.A few days after I moved in I was sitting on my front porch and one of my neighbors came over to greet me. She was a cute red head, a little on plump side, but nice build. Her name was Nadine and she told me she was married (George) and had a two-year old asleep at home. . “I don’t want to be taking care of you.”“I thought you wanted me drunk?”“A good time, but not shitfaced.”“Well if im drunk then you might get that blow job.”“You only give blow jobs when your drunk?” He was studying me. I could feel it. I was getting drunk.“I’ve never given a blow job before.” Yeah I was drunk. I was saying blow job way too much. “Bull shit.”“No really. Never. I’ve never kissed a guy before.” That’s when he just reached in and kissed me. Mid kiss he took my drink from my hand. She was really into it and loved talking raunchy. Then she stopped using the strapon altogether and shortly after that we stopped having sex for a couple of weeks.I was getting nervous that she might be having second thoughts about the direction our sex life took. A few more days passed and I decided to bring up the subject. “Honey is something wrong?” I asked. “No, why what’s up?” she replied. “Well … it’s just that we haven’t … you know … for awhile,” I stammered out. She got this coy look.