He wasn’t going anywhere. ?Beautiful.? she said. ?Very sexy.? She let her eyes roam up and down his body, savoring his muscles, his...stretched chest, his exposed penis and hard nipples. Lastly she gazed at his face, the sight of the blood trails from his nose making her hottest of all. ?Mmmm, how to begin?? She left him there again, making a fair amount of racket as she rifled through his belongings, opening drawers and cabinets as she searched for whatever it was. With Brian’s help, Matt brought me to an incredible orgasm. I came hard, dripping my pussy juice all over the pool table. I told Matt to get on his back. I straddled him, slowly lowering myself onto him. I felt hands on me and looked up to see Brian guiding me and helping me to take Matt deeper and deeper in. I felt so amazingly full, I thought I’d cum again. This different position was creating a different sensation. I slowly worked my way up and down his shaft, taking him as deep as I could.. My parents’ divorce was finalized two months after I was born. The man who raised me, and was the person I thought of as my father figure, was my Grandfather Piotr Lapczynski. To me he was the epitome of a man.My oldest brother Jan Jr or JJ as we called him was 21. He lived with our grandparents outside of Chicago where we grew up and had the distinction of being the shortest Badzinski. He worked at a machine shop.The other Badzinski brother was Stanislaus or Stosh who was 19. It wasn’t an odd. A pair of sandals were the rest of her possessions. Tired and scared, she tried to ask the other women what was happening, but none of them spoke English either. The women were all sitting cross-legged on the ground, so Charlotte sat down as well.Bowls of food were brought to them and the Tirfilese women eagerly started to eat. Charlotte inspected the mixture in the bowl carefully, and cautiously tasted some. It seemed to be some sort of lamb stew with chick-peas and rather more spices than she.