I stop kissing and begin sucking his neck and shoulder... my finger slides in between his sweet ass cheeks, quickly finding his hot little hole. I rub...his hot little pucker... he begins to squirm. God Damn, I like that, let's me know he wants it. Wants it in him.... wants ME in him.... I want ME in him. I'm rubbing his asshole, starting to work my finger in... He turns and drops to his knees, pulling down my pants. I'm hard as a fucking rock. My cock nearly slaps him in the face.... before I. "Shame about Artie, thought Dick Peters as he carefully made his way through the dark woods. When Hugh had called him about the State Cop and Sheriff Kelly, he spent a few moments working on lies before he realized he didn't need to. Hell, the sheriff even saw him in the bar until close. Followed him home too. That was the nice thing about have cops as neighbors.He really wondered about all the questions about the dog, though. What the hell would they want to know about a fucking dog. It was no. Marcia felt Carrie’s hands as they played with the elastic of her shorts. Her stomach jumped at the touch of Carrie’s soft skin playing with her beltline. Carrie’s left hand reached and grabbed the elastic and her right hand traveled down into Marcia’s now wet panties. Her fingers slid smoothly with Marcia’s juices and they easily slid into her wet slit. Marcia felt around and felt for Carrie’s pussy. Her fingers played lightly across Carrie’s pelvis and they quickly met at the junction.. I'm guessing he was thinking the same kind of thoughts I was, but I didn't want to seem too eager. He showed me the living room, where I encountered his roomate, and suffered from the truth that not all dreams come true. His roomate was not in the slightest bit attractive at all, more akin to a fatter, greasy haired, pimple ridden Jabba the Hutt than a man. His roomate only said "Hey", but he said a lot more with his eyes. I couldcfeel his crawling gaze, looking up and down my body with.