"Oh God, Master! Yes, yes I'm a whore! A dirty, filthy whore… a slut to be used to give men pleasure! Let me pleasure you, Master… please use this...whore! Please!" she begged."Reach behind you and spread that ass… I want to see that bald fuckhole!" he growled. Bella reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks as wide as she could, displaying her wet, pink cunt and her tight brown asshole.Keeping one hand firmly entangled in her hair and her head hauled back, He used the other hand. No doubt about it, he was one sharp cookie. Too bad that while his I.Q. wasstratospheric, his E.Q., or Emotional Quotient, took a dive in the otherdirection. In other words Alfonso couldn't get along with nobody, nohownoway!In the five years he spent at MIT he had brought two professor to nervousbreakdowns and, if not for his impressive six foot, four inch 280 poundframe, would have been beaten up any number of times.On graduation, an event that was followed by a near riotous party on the. We'd spent a good hour at the bar, drinking, waiting for an open table, which was cool. I wanted to talk more than I wanted to eat. Finally we were seated and were half way through our meal, and in my case my third martini, when they walked in: Jennifer and her escort. He was at least six-five and very handsome and, I thought, at least ten years younger than Jen. All of the old feelings came back to haunt me. Sylvia noticed. She also noticed who had caused it. "Someone you know?" she said. . We hat gotten enough wood split and stacked to last most of the night, when Josh drove up bringing us some supper. Josh what’s JL talking about me getting some dick. I pointed to the took shed told Josh to go lube his ass good, lean over the fuel drum and we would be right there. You going to fuck me? Going to let Louie fuck you if you want him to? You mean that retard, yes and you don’t have to worry about him telling. I don’t know about this; trust me Louie got all the dick you need, and he.