I called Don, told him I would be up for the weekend to look at houses and could Suzy be available. He insisted that we stay with them, even though we...had a place less than a mile down the road. I like Don and Suzy, but she has high-pitched coquettish voice and the most sugar sweet manner. It is utterly distracting. Not that she is bad to look at. She has a great body for a woman of her age and she always dressed to the hilt. Upon my arrival, we all hugged but Suzy’s hug was just a little. ” I was unable to talk because your boss had forced his amazing tool back inside me and was now fucking my ass in a frenzy. He was groaning and heaving into me. You were the first to explode – you, my lover. I was glad it iwas you, my lover, cumming inside my pussy. You shot deep inside. This made my body convulse, which made the guy in my ass thrust harder, faster, deeper. Fuck it hurt, lover, but I was so turned-on…so ready for this. He began to shoot inside me, huge ropes of cum. The man in. No harm in that. The closer she got to the building, the more her heart began pounding, her hands were shaking gripping the wheel, her pussy was throbbing, this feeling the overcame her was new and never felt by her before. She felt, scared, but alive at the same time. As she came up to the building there was one street lamp on the entire block, making the street very dark. The building had a large metal black metal sign above the wooden door way, In big bold red letters the sign read, "Das. Make-up. Shower. Breakfast. Hair. Make-up. Repeating the mantra in her mind, Violet made her way into the shower after brushing her teeth and digging out a fresh towel. The hot water ran over her small frame and she had a wonderful, forget-where-I-am feeling that almost lasted a full five seconds. Shower. Breakfast. Hair. Make-up. Groggily, she washed her hair and then herself, shaving her legs and underarms. Stepping out of the bathtub, she regarded herself in the waist-high mirror. Her.