I could paint a picture of an idyllic life where the sun shone and the birds sang but instead I will tell the truth. The point is should I give you al... the mundane stuff first, age, sex and location. Well if it helps I will.Hello my name is Tracey, yes I know it’s mundane but it’s my name and I will leave it at that. No I wont change it just to make me sound glamorous. I’m twenty-four and I work as a medical receptionist in a small village somewhere irrelevant in the United Kingdom. There over. "I'm not sure how longI'm sticking around here with that loser."Jane had quite naturally confided in her mother in the lack of Simon'ssize and prowess and whilst Amanda could not help from laughing at thethought of rich boy Simon's inadequacies, she truly was sympathetic to herdaughters needs. She had agreed with Jane that an early exit from themarriage was appropriate but not before Jane had extracted some"compensation," for the disappointment Simon had caused. Amanda evenoffered to allow Jane. Wellswood was in his late fifties, graying at the temples and thinning on top. He had obviously led the good life with plenty of time to spend at the gymnasium, pool and track. He had a bit of a mustache and goatee. His lizard skin boots added a couple of inches to his already full 6'-0" slender frame. Beaming at them he led the way to the bar, Mark felt Anna's arm tense a little when Wellswood wrapped his arm around her back, but she tried valiantly to smile sweetly at him. Leaving them at the. Gods, yes. So good. You're driving me to my orgasm, Thrak. Just keep bounding me. Oh, you're such a stud. A gods-damned stud.”I slammed deep into her asshole. Her body shook and bucked beneath me. Her moans were wordless, but full of all her passion. Her bowels writhed about my dick, massaging the tip. I groaned as pulled my cock out to the edge of her ass.“Cum in her!” moaned Serisia as she humped her pussy into my lips, her juices squirting, her own passionate moans joining Faoril's.I slammed.