Please fuck me she screamed I want your young cock. Bill guided me inside her and I fucked her hard, she was screaming oh yes don’t stop. I felt my ...hrobbing cock near ready 2 cum, then without any more I shot my load inside her. She leaned forward and kissed me good boy, sweat running down our bodies, wow I never felt this great before. I felt Bill’s tongue in my ass licking it, wow what a feeling, I looked at Sue my cum running out of her pussy, I leaned down and started licking my cum off. “I can’t wait.” Damon gushed fighting for breath now, for control. “I can’t wait, baby. You’re so tight, so sweet…” His chest rumbled with a low, primitive sound. “Christ…You feel so good.”Damon brought his face up to see whether Tristan was okay when he felt him trembling and whimpering. And the look in his eyes was something Damon would never forget. It was enthralling. "Fucking perfect, Tris. So fucking hot. Shit, you have no clue what you do to me." Damon whispered brokenly. He took. Hook’s “Baby Makes Her Blue Jeans Talk” plays faintly into the darkness. There’s no one home but me tonight and I sit in the darkness re-reading a sex story my friend penned. I’ve lost count of the number I’ve times I’ve read it through. Settling back in the chair I look around, the empty silence outside my little circle of light reminds me that I’m alone, aroused and have hours ‘til anyone is expected home. Glancing back at the monitor I smile reliving the highlights of the story just briefly. .Oh, Oh, Ahhhh."Much better that he should become a she to give life and joy not endless death, JUSTICE!Watching the wall size high definition television screen filled with the surveillance camera image of the former terrorist, panting with his legs up in the air, who was overcome with unstoppable pleasure and passion, was very satisfying (pun intended). The former Osama had rejoiced over killing almost 6,000 innocent people in New York, September 11, 2001. He was now the screamer! That was.