Well not one of the ones who occasionally thought they had a chance with her. She particularly didn’t liked Gavin’s ‘friend’ Benny and his fre...uent attempts to get her to go for a ride with him in his death-trap of a car. There were a few rumours going on about a couple of the girls having been coerced into sex by Benny and his ‘gang’ though nothing definite, just a word of warning from friends of friends. Tracey had asked Aroha about it, but her friend refused to even discuss the subject,. . one hand moves down over the side of my hip... softly you caress me as we sway... my lips kissing a trail to your ear... my tongue darts out... a slow soft lick across your ear lobe...I feel the tremor it sends through you... your hand gripping my thigh... raising it up... so my leg wraps around yours... your hand sliding up the slit of my dress to feel the silkyness of my thigh... our bodys molding togther as we press closer... swaying to the music...I whisper in your ear...Are you ready to. My wife would have loved this little piece of European culture in a small southern town, another reason I went there to read a Sunday paper I would rather have read at home. I had promised her I would get out of the house some and five years after her passing away I did, every Sunday at "The French Cafe". I lived a very simple life since she died, working six days a week and them Sunday at the cafe. This week was like any other week as I placed my order at the front counter with my paper tucked. Finally, I hear him cry out. Now that he’s awake, I look into Philipp’s eyes as I line my cock up to his ass and ram my hard cock into his hole. Even though I’d just fisted him for the last 15 minutes, his ass is still nice and tight. He has a dazed look on his face at first which soon turns to terror as he feels his ass being stretched by my cock. As I fuck away into his hole for ten minutes, I realize I want to finish his humiliation right. I pull out of his ass, which I’d been fucking.