I put her on her hands and knees and fucked her. I fucked her up her ass and put my hand behind her head and fed my shit-stained cock in her face and ...ade her clean me up. And then I spread her legs. Her shaved mound of pussy stared me straight in the face, and I massaged her clit with my tongue and fingers. When she was wet, warm and squirting, I stuck my dick in her and fucked her some more.She was shaking and cumming the whole time. It must’ve been 5 hours later, but after fucking the shit. I enjoyed playing Frisbee with the mostly older folks, and got pretty good at it. You really had to watch for the edge of the hill, though! I took many a tumble from the 15-foot, but smooth grassy embankment!Anyway, one of the friends in the group was letting an exchange student from England stay in her apartment with her. Catherine (never Cathy or Kat, always Catherine) was tall, probably close to six feet. She hand a slender, toned, athletic body, with breasts that were a bit outsized for. Robbie slammed his tankard down on the table next to him, startling a few of the guests close to them. ‘She’s mine, by god and she will learn her place. There’s no rescuing her from what will happen, Mackenzie. You’d do best to mind your own business,’ he warned, not really caring that his voice was getting louder and more slurred. Colin just grinned as he watched the bigger man approach him. Instinctively he took a defensive stance, he’d dealt with countless drunken guards in the Tower. It had. I imagined she wore nothing under the dress. I sat at the table beside her. She looked up and said, "That seat is taken." I pretended to look around to find its owner, then flashed a smile moving to the next seat. She said, "That one too." "Hi, my name is Spencer." She didn't look up and remained silent. "Spencer from Indiana." "Yes?" she said as if waiting for my pickup line. "I own three restaurants." "Why?" "To feed people, of course." "Of course," she repeated. "Can I get you a drink?" I.