I was too thin, tired looking, and miserably alone. I wondered again what they must have thought of us. “Keelie, why the hell can’t I borrow the M...stang?” Bobby demanded. I stood, knowing that in my heels I was six one to his six-two. “Because you love pretty things, and you love to kill them. Wrap the Jag around a pole.” He looked dark and menacing in my office. To reflect the city and lake outside the colors were soft sueded grays and blue-greens. Bobby had long dark hair, bloodshot dark. My tongue kept lapping the sweaty hairs down to the underarm skin. His manscent flared my nostrils. He did likewise with the other arm, and I responded again, and then he unbottoned my shirt, and with thumb and forefinger began slowly pinching and rubbing my nipples, switching side to side. He unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and slid them off of me. I lay completely naked beneath him as he worked my nipples and frenchkissed firm and long. His warm wet tongue twisted around my mouth and. Up close I could see them clearly now, the clitoris was erect, pink and shining, poking out the top slightly and acting as the top of her labia which were pink and swollen but also wet so that there was a trail of juice leaking from their base down towards her ass and then dripping onto the bed sheets.I move my tongue to her ass where the juice is dripping and slowly lick up towards her womanhood. She shivers as I do this and moans slightly. She tastes sweet, slightly salty but overall it’s. I squell and she laughs evilly. While brutally driving that fat dildo deep into me and back out again she tells me that I have really messed up by letting her find me like this.With each inward shove the dildo bottoms out it's length in my ass, I whimper. When she pulls it out completely out I sigh with relief. But then she shoves it right back in again, then out, then back in. Oh my God, she is tearing my ass up. With each entry I feel the dildo go in easier and easier. Suddenly though, she.