Having found the back row, which fortunately is empty, I edge my way along the seats to the corner seat, next to the wall. By this time the two girls ...re now joined in their frolics by a large well-built man with long hair tied in a ponytail. He's clearly delighting at having two of the most gorgeous girls I have ever seen, industriously working on his huge cock with their lips and fingers. It's a sight that leaves me agape, until men taking their seats in the row in front of me temporarily. The next day she was kneeling on his porch, and he had her crawl in. Then proceeded to beat the shit out of her. He kicked her, punched her, slapped her and threw her around, thoroughly abusing her.. By the end she had a black eye, split lip, bruised ribs, and was sore and bruised in several other places. He told her that’s what she had coming for pissing him off and being a stupid whiny bitch. She apologized again profusely. After which he made clear exactly how he felt about her. He didn’t. After she left I watched the last few episodes of Money Heist season 2, argued with myself what a great show it is (watch it, it’s good, I promise) and went to bed because I was really tired.(Sorry for the wait, shits about to happen)Horniness.Extreme horniness. My eyes still closed, my one hand slowly moved to my nipple, rubbing it slightly. At the slightest touch, a burst of sensitivity rushed through my body. I kept on going, increasing pressure, while my other hand was slowly working its. To my disappointment he closes his eyes. He seems take a nap now.I do the same and I doze off from day dreaming. About how he would seduce me and we could become a couple.Indeed I did get to be his girlfriend, although it took some time. Perhaps that is another sweet sexy story for later. I interrupt Stella's story of her fine fantasies, with one of mine on this beach scene, my memories of that time.In fact, I wasn't sure what to do next! I mean, she looked too good to be true to me. Young.