Ryan and Rachel both slide down her panty hose and underwear and then it was back down to the sofa. Rachel urged to Ryan, ‘Take off your pants.’ ...er gaze at Ryan was stern and unmoving. ‘Your wife needs your love now more than ever.’ Ryan, knowing he’d committed a likely faux pax of confessing to Rachel that he was now in love with both Rachel and his wife, knew he was at Rachel’s mercy. He slipped out of his clothes and crawled onto the sofa kissing Anne deeply while Rachel teased Anne’s. If I didn't feel like reading the stories I would sometimes look for men in chat rooms with similar tastes. I was often tempted to meet them. They tried so hard to talk me into it. Those chats really fed my fantasies. I would get so turned on by the idea of allowing some guy to violate me and abuse me that it was almost irresistible. I really thought that it would be exciting to experience some of the things that I read about. But I never had the nerve to meet them and I knew that I never. Atop her head sat scraggly black hair with light blue highlights.She wore a long black shirt with a chain going along the length of herarm. Her breasts were very prevalent and stuck out proudly even againstthe looseness of her shirt.Sitting on her hips was a plaid pleated skirt. It flipped up and down asher legs moved forward. She was going for the whole goth girl look, anddoing a damn good job of it. In fact any look she tried would be workfor her.As the goth girl passed, Andrea knew exactly. I was drooling and might have screamed again if I could breathe at all.Then I felt him shoot his burning semen up my ass and the feeling intensified. I was shivering and shaking with this wild feeling.Buck then backed off and slammed back in to pour another bunch of cum into me with a loud moan before he did it again and again and a final time when he dropped like a rock onto me. I felt crushed by his heavy body as he panted against the side of my face."Get off from me, please..." I moaned. I.