My heart was pounding at the thought of the deed. I held Donnie's hand in front of me. He was holding a tube. I could feel his hard cock as it twitche... against the crack of my ass. This was something that he obviously wanted badly.I reached out my other hand, and as he held the tube I unscrewed the cap. As I started to do that, his cock twitched more frantically against my buttocks, knowing that I was agreeing."If I tell you to stop, you have to stop, understand, sweetheart?" I could hear my. I felt like getting gang-banged like that was something I should be doing. So it turns out that I'm a woman like that..." Wow, honey, that's all I've got to say. Those are places I don't go, even in fantasy. Do you have a partner you can do that stuff with, a partner who you trust?" Well, Al, Big Al, the guy who is setting up these whoring parties for me, I have sex with him and with his wife, Rosie, too, but they aren't nearly as weird as I am. They are nice lovers, though. I have lots of nice. Maybe they’d moved from the city already and were living somewhere else, or maybe their bodies were still there somewhere, missed by her searching. She hoped they were well, wherever they were, though a small part of her was relieved she had not found them, alive or dead.She still remembered the look in their eyes on the day she’d left. Her mother and father, staring at her as if they’d never seen her before. Her little brother, Edmund, his wide-eyed gaze full of fear, as if his sister had. Liquid gushes around my fingers as she grunts.I pull the fingers out and suck them clean in front of her. The sight turns her on. She rolls onto her front for me. I grab the base of my throbbing prick and push it against her slick cunt. Her lips envelope around me milking back my foreskin. I grab a handful of her hair as I slide in my entire length slowly. She pushes back against me, teeth clenched, wanting every inch inside her warm wet cunt. "You like that you fucking cunt?" I growl at her as.