"How long is a china man?" he called to her."What?" he'd gotten her attention."When are you going to be finished?," he shouted. "I've some yard work t... do, but I might need to run some errands too." Go ahead, I could be a few hours. Then maybe we can go out for dinner!" she called back. He shuddered, wondering what type of culinary horror she would foist upon him this time.He stepped out to the garage, getting the lawnmower out. Soon, he was lost in the numbing vibrations, watching the. "This guy'll fuck me." She immediately got up and tapped some guy in a creepy clown costume whom I'd later find out to be one of the guys who had fucked her before I did. I went back to occupying myself with my phone rather than paying attention to what Katie was doing and, before I knew it, she and the stranger had disappeared from the room.At this point, I was very annoyed. Not only was I tired and bored, but I couldn't even go home because my friend was too drunk to stay put and let me give. ) Ryan wasn’t lying. Stella’s warm dripping cunt tightened around his aching cock and his mind went numb. Slowly she started to grind back and forth, pushing herself against his torso. With ever increasing speed and force she began to ride him like a young stallion. Stella’s moans filled the air. Ryan squeezed out low grunts. “Oh, I’m going to ride you hard, big boy!” “Yeah.” (Oh shit!) “You better believe it, yeah.” Ryan lying on his back underneath Stella, he watched intently as her. TV off, Chris made her way down the hall to her bedroom, tomorrow was another day.Filter, water and coffee. Four scoops, not two, Craig was home, Chris sleepily reminded herself. A trace of a smile crept across her face and she mentally forced it away. It wasn’t a “I’m so happy my son is home safe and sound” kind of smile but more of a sly smile like when someone has a secret about someone else. Chris busied herself with making breakfast, knowing that her son was already up and would soon join.