.. and the station was in Mitchell,” he interrupted. “I get it.”“So, can I offer them something?”“My guess is no matter what, they’re sh...rt of money. Cash is always useful. How much are you thinking?”“Wasn’t really. A brick [$20] in a jar isn’t appropriate.”“Got your chequebook?”“Yes.”“Are you feeling better?”“Do I sound better?”“Yes. Your stops since Epsilon have sounded more like my Dad. The one with a PSM and a scar on his left arm.”“Yes. Hunting kangaroo and monitor for the band was public. A few people showed up right on time and several others filtered in every half hour or so up until around 10:00. I invited about 50 people and only 20 or so showed. I mingled with the friends that came and tried to be a good host. I ended up finding myself with a beer in my hand all night long and by 10:00 I was pretty well a drunk host. Everyone else was enjoying their drink as well and little ole Sabrina wasn't wasting time consuming her fair share. Several times I went into the house to. He pulled her off of him, ignoring her look of disappointment, and threw her onto her back on the bed. He straddled her face and slid his cock into her open mouth, bracing his hands on the headboard and slowly started to fuck her mouth. She moaned loudly around him, and he paused, breathing heavily. Marisa clawed softly at his chest, trying to encourage him to continue. Jeremy looked down at her and thrust a few more times before pulling out of her mouth. He crawled down to kneel between her. She tossed her head back feeling her cunt stretching to accommodate the large foreign penis entering her for the first time. I grunted and groaned continuing to plunge my meat into her all the way until my hips met her butt. Ohhh fuck I moaned reveling in the feeling of her tight hot pussy completely surrounding my cock. Claire the supposed rape victim only whimpered and moaned as she gripped the sheets and began grinding her ass back against me. Within seconds it became overwhelming and I.