“Why am I so nervous? It’s not like I’m here without permission, I have an invite! ... would people think she’s having a rebound if they saw m... go into her room? Wait! They don’t know she’s single ... will they think she’s cheating? What if she’s NOT single and the boyfriend is still in the picture?”A hopeful heart plummeted back into the depths from whence it came. Of course he wanted this beautiful stranger to be happy. But why did the thought of her still with her boyfriend make him so sad?. As I did I reached back and got a hand around that cock to guide it in I backed up…right on target. The head popped inside of my waiting rectum, I pushed back and strained like I was having a BM to take it all. Once he was buried I pushed back against the wall and hung on while trying to meet every one of his thrusts. That one went on for a good while and I had an audience in the other hole. As soon as he felt/sounded like he was getting close I tried to squeeze my ring of muscle around his. " I miss having you around." Just not as a boyfriend." After a brief pause, I looked back up at her. "Can we just start with me not avoiding you from now on, and we'll see how that goes?" I'd like that." A quick pause, then, "There is one more thing." Hmm?" Liz and I are throwing a party a week from Friday. Can you make it?" I'll try. Thanks for the invite." See you around." Her hands reached out to touch mine for a second, then let go. She stood up, and waved goodbye before walking away. I. I just wanted to feel his hot juices flow into me. He lifted me – so strong – and threw me onto the bed. ‘You like this, bitch?’ he ground out. ‘You like me fucking you, you stupid cunt?’ And I nodded, blissful, desperate. ‘Please come,’ I chanted. ‘Please oh please. Come in me, baby. Please fill me. Let me feel you explode in me.’ And he did. And he collapsed against me, this nameless he. And then he grabbed his stuff and I barked and there was the next guy, and the next. They didn’t let me.