”“No,” he said. He seemed to be struggling for words. This hulking man was not used to communicating with people in words, that much I could tel.... “Stuff inside. I want it on a record.”“A record?” I realized that I was dealing with a man who wasn’t stupid, but didn’t speak English all that well. “You mean a CD?” I reached into Riley’s top drawer and pulled out a CD to show him an example. He nodded his head vigorously. “You want me to get the data off the hard drive and burn it on a CD?” Again. As nervous as I was, my dick was hard as I started realizing that something really weird was going on here. Miss Couse's greased hands were alternately rough and gentle, digging deep into my shoulder blades and then sliding over them."As I was saying about those stories," Miss Couse was saying, speaking softly because she seemed to be leaning down so her face was just behind my head. "The ones that you were sweet enough to pretend you didn't know about. You know the ones I mean, don't you?". ?” I asked “Max I want you to fuck me hard and rapidly like you have done this plenty times before… okay?” I started slowly fucking her but Gene told me to be quicker and harder. I grabbed her tits as she moved faster while riding me. “Max fuck me harder….make me cum Max!” I reached for her hips and started moving her up and down my shaft as fast as I could. “Max!” she screamed as I felt her nipples harden against my body. I stood up wrapping my arms around her waist and started. I won and told her that lets have a sleepover where she wants as for me my victory was not the toss but she. This made her emotional and she smooched and said we will have a sleepover at your place and you wait I will come in 5 mins.Well Nithya came in 15 mins and I felt like I am waiting for bloody years. As soon as she came in I locked the door and we saw the time it was about 1:30 am . She was wearing a red tight sleeveless top with a black skirt. I hugged her and as my hands went down I.