Nervous was the way I was feeling. What if he did not want to see me? What if he forgot who I was? Shit what if he was just playing around? All these ...houghts were instantly blown a way when he saw me. He smiled and we chatted for a bit. He was off work in about 45 minutes so I waited somewhat patiently. Finally he walked out and we headed to his apartment. I did my best to stay calm and that was real hard. As we entered his apartment he turned, pushed the door shut behind me and gently placed. It scared her, and shocked her into silence. As they approached the group a large, potbellied, balding man broke away and approached them.?You’re late.? The man said, spiting on the ground. Even from a few feet away the man smelled excruciatingly bad. Margaret wrinkled up her nose, likening his scent to rotting fish with a heavy undercoat of urine. ?But I got your last calf right here. And believe me, she’s a real pain in the ass!? ?Calf?? Margaret exclaimed, her fear rising. . She said that she wanted to go the bathroom. I said OK. I waited for her return. When she came her boobs were shagging more violently. I got to know she must have removed her bra in the loo. I was imagining whether she removed her panty too. I was looking for details of panty line when she was coming up the seat. I could not make out the party line. I smiled. The girl seemed more comfortable with her undergarments out.We were now comfortable in talking with each other. Talks resumed and we. She loved cowering on the bed, resisting me, and fighting while I took her clothes off, pushed her face into the mattress, forced her legs open with me knees, and fucked her hairy pussy.She loves it when I talk to her as being "my pussy" and, "nothing but a great big pussy for me to use". She likes being called a slut, and a whore, and told how filthy she is. She also loves being fucked in her ass, and told how much I love her ass and how much she wants, *needs*, to have my cock in her ass..