On the spur of the moment she decided to send a message to Questing Paladin. This site allowed readers to communicate directly with each other within ...he site. Just e-mail, really, but you didn’t have to give your e-mail address. Barb clicked the send-a-message icon and began to type. ‘Questing Paladin. I agree with you about this story. I also think what you said describes what I think sometimes. I have been living with my boyfriend for the last year. We both graduated last spring. We still. I sat down on the wet grass, as both men moved over Ana.They slid their hands on her body; Good Cop feeling and squeezing her tits, while Bad Cop rubbed the slit of her wet pussy, then pushing a finger inside her, starting to roughly finger fucking her."The bitch is soaking wet" He told his colleague. Bad Cop opened his fly, revealing a nice sized rock hard cock. As the bastard shoved that long dick inside my wife’s cunt, Good Cop pulled out his hard cock and pushed it towards Ana’s mouth. He. I awoke with a burning, constricting sensation down below and realized that I had my trunks still on and that my penis was semi-erect. Then the thought dawned on me that I was holding this scantily-clad woman in my arms, voluptuous and beautiful, my hand was resting dangerously on one of my mother's ample breasts. I immediately grew hard. Jesus! My own mother! I had to get away, if not just to relieve my aching hard-on which was painfully twisted in my trunks.I moved slightly to get away and. I was not a macho man, and there was no way I would be able to defend myself. An inexorable force had taken possession of me, and I was determined to experience Jeremy’s penchant for skanky sex.Following the coordinates, Jeremy supplied me, and appropriately dressed in shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals, as he had advised, I drove into the clearing Jeremy had described.‘Fuck… There’s no one here,’ I thought to myself, disheartened.As I turned off my lights, I was amazed by the illumination of the.