And it carried on happily the next semester, except on Thursday nights, right up until graduation, with a little less regularity and one big crescendo...There were a few occasions where Annie, in a fit of her own horndog moments, fished out Ashley's toy, felt its weight and ran her hands on it. She'd been getting really hot and heavy with Sam around this time, and exploring each other without the constraints of college living now that he had his own place. For some reason, that confidence carried. He fucked me hard for only about 10 mins, then he pushed deep into me & grunted, I could feel him gush into me and hold his cock there whilst he pumped away. When he pulled out it flooded from me onto the settee. I was still breathless and laid there, James said that was good, you’re the best piece of white married ass I have ever had.We moved back to the bedroom, James put his cock in my mouth and said get me ready for you again babe. I sucked the end of his huge cock and licked the shaft. Growing up in a broken home made me who i am. most kids cant honestly say that they've not only survived custody battles that dragged on for 7 years, (was just finished last summer), but also abuse, rape and cancer. When the divorce first started, we were sent to live with our mom since our dad abused me, and only me. I have a huge heart, which is my down fall. I am optomistic in a world of hate. and i smile when tears stream down my face.I have what you would call ugly duckling syndrome.. It must have been about half past seven when the pain became so intense I knew I had to do something. I thought about going to the A&E Department at the local hospital but couldn't face the thought of all the drunks and drug addicts and criminals that are always there. Then I remembered someone mentioning a doctor who would see people out of hours. He was expensive but very good, I had been assured. I dug in my handbag and found his number. His name was Dr Byron Mohle.My hands were shaking as I.