She checked herself, then left. A walk through the quad in the early evening was one of her favorite things to do. She loved the trees and flowers. Sh... did not stay too long, for those same flowers brought back a terrible memory, now six years old, but it felt like only yesterday. She quickly left the quad and started down the path towards the gate. She reached The Coffee Stop in minutes. The converted house was grand, and she could smell the fresh ground coffee. It smelled inviting, and she. His pants hit the floor with a thud as he grabbed the waistband of his boxers to free his cock. I was still a little lightheaded as he resumed his caress of my body. He pushed me back onto the table and then grabbed his cock with his right hand as he opened me with his left hand. I raised my head expecting to see a long skinny cock, but was shocked to see a long thick cock. It looked like one of the novelty toy cocks you find at the local porno shop, except that the blood pulsing to fill the. Joe then grabbed his head and buried his old sweaty shaft into Mark's mouth. Not only was Mark tasting his own asshole but his face was also buried in this fat mans groin.After a few minutes Joe lifted Mark's head and guide him to ride his shaft. What a beautiful sight it was a young, tender body riding a fat, hairy one. The old man then took Mark by his waist and rammed his sweer arse down on to hsi cock with greater and greater force until Mark took over ramming himself with now frenzied. I dropped it on my bedside table instead and forgot about it. Several days later I looking for something and saw the piece of paper. I stared at it. Could she be telling the truth? Was there such a thing? Again I didn’t throw the paper away. It was a Saturday and I had had a rough week at work. I was really down and even my vibrating friend didn’t cheer me up. I climbed out of bed and my eyes locked on that piece of paper. “Damn” I thought “I will go and see where that is. It is probably some.