The bitch, he though, that bitch of a ex-girlfriend has surpassed herself with trying to cause him grief. He knew what this was, she had found out whe...e he had gone and paid this couple to be here, let her cry out he's touched her or worse then bring him the maximum amount of grief.He was about to throw her out then the thought evaporated as she leaned forward slightly and her fingernails brushed lightly through the wispy hairs on his chest. He looked at her and see her big, brown eyes were. Me on my own. Believe me, it got so bad, week after week, month after month, that I resigned myself to remaining single. Yes, being right up there, left on the shelf. Then, one Saturday morning, my friend Shelly called to ask what I was doing that night. I said not much. I was in a rotten mood and she asked what was wrong. I tried to give her a quick answer but, of course, Shelly always wants details. Shelly lives a full, exciting life. And she’d be the first to tell you. She has a girlfriend. I lost count of the girls fucking me in the ass so I’m not sure if they repeated or went at me just once. I was too concerned with making my Queen go higher and higher and higher to pay any attention to that. She was bucking up into my face harder and harder now and it was becoming difficult to keep my mouth on her cunt. Finally Mistress Champagne said, “It’s time,” and started releasing the straps on Queen Teen’s arms and legs.As soon as she was free, she let out a loud, deep groan and clamped. She held the back of the chair as she began riding me, bouncing up and down rhythmically. I was hypnotized by her bouncing boobs, so I moved my hands up from her waist to fondle them as she fucked me. Lowering my head, I was able to lick and suck her hard nipples, which, judging by her reaction, she really liked. Her pussy felt outstanding as it slid up and down my tool but, after having cum a couple of times already, I didn't feel as though I'd be spewing into her any time soon.Gradually, I.