”I can feel your cock thickening against me, and I know I want to feel itdeep inside me.“OK,” I whisper.You reach over me and take the lube that...is sitting on the bedsidetable. I roll over onto my belly, grabbing one of the pillows, which Ishove under my hips. You squeeze some lube onto your middle finger anduse one hand to open my ass cheeks.The lube feels cold against me. Your finger caresses my brown star,teasing it. You go round it, the lube spreading. You graze my anus withyour nail and I. As he crept along, Dane could see a young couple heading back to theirsmall car. He started to make as much noise as he could behind hisclenched lips but couldn't seem to make enough of a racket to catchtheir notice. To make matters worse, the new lady-like hands that hadreplaced his own reached up and grasped his mouth; further mufflinghim.After slowly making his way through a few more rows of cars, Dane'sbody came to a stop and squatted down, his hands on the ground. On theother side of the. ”“And what we did on Friday? Did that miss the mark?”“Not by my standards. Saint Paul might have something to say about it, but I don’t live by his standards. I enjoyed it. You enjoyed it. It didn’t hurt anyone. That said, you called it a sin, along with drinking beer and giving blowjobs.”“I did. I’ve been mixed up ever since they kicked me out of the church. But one thing is totally clear now.”“What’s that?”“I’m going to enjoy getting laid on Wednesday afternoons!” she giggled.“Let’s have our. She then quietly closed the door.Jake took a quick whiff of air. It stunk like shit, his faced paled ashe moved his bottom around in the chair and was greeted by the squishyfeeling as the shit slurped around in his pair of $100 boxers.He flew out of his chair. 'Alright you bitch, I don't know what you areand what you want, but nobody fucks around with Jake Randal, got thatnobody.''Oh really', in a quick flash of flame accompanied by a quick whiff ofsulfur, Sara was standing in a corner of his.