He kinda looks like the cage fighter Urijah Faber and as we were chatting the words ‘ex boyfriend’ slip out of my mouth and with that, thats all h... needed. So he invited me back to his place for a few drinks and a few blocks later we enter his house. We made some Tequila sunrises and went up to his room and he started to massage my tense muscles and then all of the sudden quicker then you could say ‘flaming fag’ he got this look in his eyes, ripped my shirt off and started sucking and kissing. I walked to his room and knocked on the door. Someone I didn’t know answered the door.“Hi, can I help you?”“Is Ben here?”“Yeah, do you want me to get him for you?”“No.” I handed him a $20. “Leave for half an hour, don’t ask why, don’t tell anyone. If anyone asks you anything about Ben, you have no idea.” All he cared about was the $20 and he thanked me and left. I walked in, closed and locked the door. Ben was at his computer desk typing up something and he asked who was at the door. I. "The next several weeks went slowly. Both of them spent some time studying the books they'd bought about the Canyon last fall, so they would be able to talk about it to customers more intelligently. They slept in a lot, did some gear shopping, and went out to the local ski hill with their snowboards on occasion.A few days after the girls' return, Karin and Al flew off to Florida, Phase II; Crystal knew they were going to be staying with Buddha and Giselle, but that still didn't tell her if. One of the men lost no time in taking advantage of the position and slid his hot dick in my still burning pussy. I was so wet and slick that he went balls deep on the first thrust. He began to pump me so good that my mouth must have popped open right in Mollie's bare pussy. She held my head tight into her as I stuck my tongue in deep with long slow strokes that terminated at her tingling clit. We were lying on our sides as the man lost control. He thrust one last long thrust before the short.