' Bruce replied '...throw that ass back then, throw that ass back to me and I'll bust my nut...' Hating myself I started to slowly push back as he hun...hed into me. Bruce sunk the rest of his penis into my anus and started to grind against me holding me around the waist. Bruce said to me stand up and lay your head back on my shoulder, yeah reach your hands back over your shoulders and hold my head, yeah that's it that's it...it won't be long now. There I was with Bruce hunching his penis up in. I felt her try to extend it but it didn't completely straighten. My goal was to have it straightened before the end of the session. I rubbed my oil slickened hand up her calf where the muscle there was always tight...there and her thighs. Isabelle is not dark as our Italian heritage would tend to suggest. She's rather pale yet with a healthy glow. Her left side is withered and seems delicate, but it's not. It can take a lot of punishment and does. Right now I'm kneading and stretching, pulling. Joseph was singing one of the country and western songs he had played in the truck just a tiny bit off key. Suddenly she heard the bathroom door knob turn and the door open and steam escape the bathroom into the motel room. She held her breath, tensing her entire body in preparation of being physically attacked like Roger did so many times. But in an almost singing tone Joseph sang out, "Your turn." He walked into the room quickly but not on a direct line towards Sammi. He only had a towel. Now she was crying. At least I should let her stay until tomorrow. She could explain. She really loved me. It was only sex. I didn't understand. Blah, blah, blah.I understood. I understood the entire time, as I took her house and car keys from her (we could argue about the cars in the future, ) and I understood when I took her arm and led her out the front door, threw the trash bags of her clothes out after her, and placed the box of toiletries on the front step. I stood with my arms folded,.