As she bent, her heavy hair moved forward, showing a bit of her milky back. I resisted an urge to squeeze her juicy butt cheek.“Do you do this every...day?” I asked casually. Rose understood that I’m referring to her day job, reclined with her ass on the edge of the dining table. “Morning time I work in the spa, afternoon, I go to apartments,” she replied.Me: Sorry, I asked for a happy ending last time.Rose: It’s ok, many people ask, but I don’t do it.Me: I didn’t know you’re Maria’s. “The room isn’t big enough for you?”“Sorry I bumped into you. I was being teased by my buddies because of a girl.”“Girls do cause problems for boys without even trying. Which girl are you talking about?”He pointed to his right. “The one sitting alone by the wall, they’re teasing me because I said I like her. I think she’s beautiful.”“Oh, I see,” Abby smirked, looking over at the girl. She was of Asian descent, sitting by her lonesome near the corner. She figured this was her first school dance. Such violent intense fucking, of both her mouth and pussy, that she had almost entirely forgotten about the series of butt plugs they had gone through over the evening. One still rammed deep inside her aching ass, but almost completely forgotten, until now.…….Steven slid his cock out from between Patricia’s puffed up lips. They were swollen, slick with semen and her drool dripped from them in steady drops. Her will and strength to close her mouth gone.“Well John, what do you think?”He had just. He fought the sexual urges he was feeling and the uneasiness that he was actually responding to Mac's moment of vulnerability in front of him. He knew if this had occurred at JAG, it would never have progressed this far. But, they weren't at JAG; they were in Mac's place and they were alone.Mac wept and it felt so good to have a man there to bare her heart to and to weep into his chest without holding back. Mac could feel her heart aching as she'd recalled all of the moments and smashed dreams.