The stranger seems amused by her attempt at resisting his charms. He casually leans on the door frame, almost entering her personal space but she refu...es to give into the urge to step back. His proximity almost consumes her every other thought until he hands a package to her. ‘If you’re Faith J. Flint, then I have this package for you. It’s from Purplestone Publishing House.’ Faith gapes at him. She hasn’t even noticed that he was holding a small package this whole time. ‘But… you’re not. I love watching hot chicks getting pissed all over and in their asses and I wanted that. I emailed him and told him I was ready to be his piss whore. He said, next time you do whatever I want, and I agreed. The next day I stopped and got some slutty panties, and changed into them in a BK bathroom, on the way to his house. They made me feel so slutty. I arrived at his place and immediately he said “ come to the bathroom with me before we go out.” We got in there and he made me put my hard right. I never cared that much for him, it was kind of like me teaching him what to do. He never had a girlfriend. It was something to do, something to keep Emily away from me. I didn't like that she was always after me to do things with her, so I did those things with Gary. When you did them to me, it was totally different than it was with him, or with Darryl. Like night and day different. I love you. If I'd known it was going to turn out this way, I wouldn't have done it." Brenda, I don't even care. He was able to grab her hips and pull her hips back fast and hard as he was thrusting just as fast and hard forward into her asshole. Gemma wrapped her arms and hands around Tom’s head. Leaning back she opened her mouth and began to passionately kiss Tom as her moans of exquisite pain were being masked by their kissing. Then Gemma could no longer kiss Tom as her breathing became labored by the sure exquisite pain that Tom’s hard shaft was providing deep in her asshole. Then Tom began to.