Maryssa is the kind of person that lives on the "edge" but Bill never liked how she was acting around him and her attitude. He's tried several occasio...s to get her to slow her down so she wouldn't hurt herself or do something she'll later regret.She never listened to him, she kept going about her thing on a daily basis. Bill let it go for a while seeing she wasn't doing anything too risky to get herself in a tight corner. That is, until she started getting involved with drugs, and sex. In the. She shrugged and left it where it was. It smelled nice anyways; why wash it right away? She fixed a small breakfast of toast and a scrambled egg, and relaxed in a nice bubble bath. She thought of the dream she had had, and tried to remember it. Something about the mystery woman, and the most pleasure she had felt before… She couldn’t quite get it. Sidney shrugged again. It didn’t really matter. She must have had a good time; her sheets were proof enough of that. While she though, Sidney began. The first real surprise was when Francine announced Michael Foxworth and his orchestra. Dr. Foxworth directed the first wedding dressed as John Phillip Sousa. For Lars and me, he did Glen Miller, including the trombone. The party was World War II swing, which had to be a dig at my German spouse. Lars and I could cope. Besides, it was fun. Francine even sang a few show tunes for us.Unlike Sean and Sheila, who spent half their honeymoon in airplanes, we had only a short drive to Manhattan, where. When he finished calling, he told me he had some friends on the way. They were going to fuck me raw.The guy in my ass started pounding harder. While the other guy watched, he came in my ass. When he started to shoot, he grabbed my hips and pushed my cheeks together so my asshole had a good tight hold on his cock. I could feel his sperm filling me. It felt fantastic. Like when my dad would fuck me in the ass for hours, then cum in one huge hot river of cum.He pulled out of my ass and went to get.