That he was a trust fund baby that could work or notas was his choice, the only job he had ever held was in the mail room ofthe family business. That ...e preferred quiet moonlit walks along thelakeshore to a football game and that collecting stuffed animals andaction figures was more rewarding to him than collecting guns or carslike his father had. In other words: He was very not macho, adisappointment to his father and an absolute gem in his mother's eyes.We dated until Allen graduated; he. Then he got hold of my head and started fucking my mouth. His thick cock was making me salivate and I was drooling like Sasha Grey.After that, he picked me up and threw me on the bed on my back. He came on me and after a quick make out, he flipped me over doggy style and pulled my waist up. My ass was present in front of him like it was his Christmas gift. He slapped my ass and played with it for a second.Then he pulled aside the thong’s string to fully expose my slutty asspussy. He then. Tony’s strokes were reaching deep into my vagina as I explained Ali’s consideration for my public appearance and the subsequent ‘cowboy’ rides with him and the sperm he injected with such power up my unprotected vagina.The pounding was full force when Jim’s repeat bareback doggie fucking was the subject of my story. By Jim fucking me like that Tony could get over us and have a close-up of Jim’s naked shaft moving in and out of my hungry red haired clasping cunt and my vaginal sleeve. My red. “Why don’t you take an hour and go lay in the sun. That should help relax those muscles and speed your recovery.”Michelle kissed me then went outside to lay on the deck chair. I made some calls and wrapped up some work. After an hour passed I went out to check on her. She had rolled from her front to her back. She was laying with her legs slightly spread, her breasts pointing at the sky, and her pussy lips open to the sun. And very wet. I sat on the chair next to her, and she didn’t.