” My hands slipped so I couldn’t push him off me, that slippery bastard. “Hush Annie, it won’t hurt so much if you just relax yourself.” An... with that he proceeded to push his dick into my pussy. I groaned rather loudly, my fingers digging into his bed sheets, fighting the urge to slap him as I felt my insides adjusting to his size, my whole body trembling in a manor I didn’t recognize. He was panting hard as he leaned over me, letting out soft groans and biting at my neck from time to time.. What I remember most about them was that they always kicked hell out of me. I could never understand why. I always felt like those days ran together with the ones before or after. I just couldn't imagine what five all nighters in a row would be like.Stonebridge was waiting when I arrived. "What?" I asked as he stared at me. "I'm not late or anything." No but there is a rumor you were seen having breakfast with Martin. What were you thinking? He is married to an ADA (Assistant District. After all, David's history was with intellectual pursuits. However, all the construction he'd been doing the last couple of years had helped his physique, and he decided his best bet was to overcompensate.He knew the biggest downfall of most amateurs was in pulling their punches. However he had so much built up frustration over not being able to control what had been happening to him, his daughter and Ellen last night, that he didn't think that would be a problem. He also planned to hit anyone. Come back tomorrow at around one pm." Alright, fine, we'll be here." I stand up with Nike and we leave. I notice Nike has bit more speed in her steps now than when we were arriving, she must really hate Fred. Who knew cyborgs could be so prejudice. Nike pushes the door open hard, nearly sending them off their henges, "You really hate Fred huh?" I ask as we jump into the jeep, me driving again. "I just don't like fuckety ass faggots, thats all." she says with a rotten sneer. "So what do.