Her panties had big, white stains in the crotches. Some from her and her wetness, some from Chris cumming in them, some from Chris cumming in her when...she was home for a lunch break and headed back to work without cleaning up. A few pairs of Krista's panties were in her basket also. Her panties were just as messy. She couldn't stop thinking about the girl on the TV. Her tits flopped and bounced with each impact of some random guy's hips against her ass. She loved that feeling. The feeling of. The pain was immaterial to me. ‘Yes, fuck yes,’ I thought, as my fantasy pummelled me. Whimpering like a damsel whose dream warrior had just conquered her, I allowed him to take me to heights I had only ever imagined. I kept lifting my butt to encourage his onslaught, as I writhed in ecstasy.“Oh fuck, baby,” he intoned, “Yes, fuck yeah, you’re so fucking tight.”“Fuck me,” I pleaded, “Please abuse my fucking hole.” Lex fucked me harder and harder to groans of satisfaction from me.“Urgh, urgh,. He knew that he never would be able to accept it because it was also that same freedom to experiencing as many men as humanly possible before marriage that she was doing was also something that he knew would prevent them from ever being a couple.Not with his fears of what could be transmitted and given to him again.Even though he still knew it was all in his mind, living with the knowledge he could have died if it had gone untreated from what Lindsey gave him made him determined to never be in. Life is sweet...* Google Burdizzo... The trip south... We drove out of town headed south toward Interstate 80."Mary, what do you plan on doing, once we get to Florida?" I asked."I have been thinking about that a lot." She replied. "I feel sort of at loose ends right now, Jimmy's death is still so fresh in my mind, I don't quite know what to do. Money is not a problem now and won't be if I am smart about it. I feel like I should get a job." "What do you think?" She asked.I drove in silence for a.