I want to feel your thick cock inside me! Fuck me!" Shannon pushed forward hard, his thick shaft spreading my cunt open. Halfway in, he pulled back sl...ghtly then slammed into me again, sheathing himself inside me completely, his pubic hair pressed against my ass. He began fucking me hard, using his hands on my hips to pull me against him. I screamed with the force of his thrusts, then took Shawn into my mouth again. I felt like such a whore, a slut, with one cock pounding away at my cunt and. Not an ugly young man but nothing like her cowboy, she thought, and soon got up to get a drink and scout out the terrain more thoroughly. Naturally, he soon followed her. She suppressed a sigh and made herself amicable. He introduced himself. “Yes,” she smiled, “you’re Nancy’s son.” “That’s me.” “Big scholar boy, I hear.” “So they say,” he smiled, and she smiled quietly herself at his obliviousness to her sarcasm. He was no brilliant conversationalist; he was quite full of himself; he. It looked like the light show for one of those 1980s rock bands. Then there was great calm, just like I remember post orgasmic delight. The guy I was dancing with at the time couldn't believe it. He thought rubbing my ass had done it, and to be honest in a way it had.They claim I had all the same nerve receptors more or less but I felt things differently. All that remained to be seen. All I knew for sure was that I was happy to be home. My mind operated on a pre-death memory set, and a. "Hello Dan"The voice was plain, no rise or fall in tone. There was no way he could recognise the voice from just two words. He needed more. Reluctantly, trying to keep his voice at an even drone, he replied"Who are you?" At this point in time, that has no relevance," the mystery man exclaimed.The voice, he was sure, was being disguised and the muffled tone gave that away. Even so, he could usually pick out some signature, but not this time."What do you want?" Dan demanded"What do I want, I want.