What kind of problems? I was concerned. I didnt want to bring a serial killer into my home. Well she was in a real bad situation and it seems that did...t leave her when she got into foster care. What kinda problems? Lets just say there were inappropriate situations that she put herself in in her foster home. No be specific. This is my home were talking about. Well Mr. Griffin. She was basically a sex slave in her home, and it seems that when you learn thats the way you show affection, you do. If you guys get a chance, you should come fishing,” Paul said.“How about you, Sarah, are you going home too?” Kelly asked.“Yes, for a week. Then I’m going to Wisconsin to stay at Paul’s until school starts again. I want to try salmon fishing this summer,” Sarah said. “Are you and Justin going home?”“This is home. We’re getting married this summer. We’re having the wedding here in the backyard,” Kelly said. “If you can make it, you and Paul are invited.”“We can talk about this later, it’s time. By this time I was so turned on that I came the minute I tasted the butt plug. Andrew picked up his pace a little after that as he continued to slam away at me. I was cumming a second time when Andrew went slightly rigid and his pace became quicker. He was getting ready to explode in my ass. And explode he did and explode I did as well. We bucked against each other as he slammed his cum up my rectum. My ass now a runny mess of frat jock cum. It was dribbling down both thighs as I removed the. Two guys were standing next to them, obviously coming on to them but it didn't look to me like they were getting anywhere. The redhead just laughed whenever one of the guys said anything. I decided that I'd go over and try my luck when the losers left. I sipped my drink and continued scanning. A few minutes later when I looked back at the redhead I saw that the pair was alone for the moment. I grabbed my glass and headed back through the crowd, easing between gyrating asses and shoulders.The.