Then, one day I got off the bus and started walking straight to my apartment, I felt a slight tug at my arm. I turned around swiftly ready to stare do...n the person who was attempting to assault me. To my fucking surprise it was the guy in the dark rimmed glasses. I guess he saw my mad stare and he kinda backed away a bit and then he explained that I left my scarf on the bus. He recognized my scarf since I was wearing it that day he helped me pick up my groceries. Talk about a god given. Hands were feeling her bouncing tits, pulling and rubbing her nipples to a size I have never seen before from Sue.“Come down here” Scott said Sue lent forward on to her arms still riding his cock and from the rear, you could see my wife getting her fanny filled and her arse was on show now. One of the men was pointing for Ben to fuck her arse; he climbed on to the bed and lowered his cock in to her arse. Sue screamed out in a happy way now she was being doubled penetrated.She was acting like. .. like that fucking Freddie Kruger; only he was coming after me with a giant cock instead of razors in his fingers! You think you kill him, but the fucker is there for the sequel, spreading fear amongst the normal-cocked population.I leaned over and held my head in my hands. My cock was going to be exposed for the inadequate little shit that it was. Sam 'The Big Salami' would rule again, as he had those many years ago.Within an hour of reaching the office, I had the door locked and a stapler. ” “Sure. I need to drop the k**s off at basketball practice and then I will be over.” Cindi replied. After dropping the k**s off, she headed over to the church alone. Only one car was parked in the parking lot- the minister’s minivan. She went in and headed to the office. “Hey, how are you doing?” He said. “Good. Dave is out and hopefully working hard.” “You know Cindi. I was going to ask… but…what is it like to live with a recovering sex addict?” She blushed. “Well, it is.