..I look....." Like a total fucking sissy slut fag?" she laughed."Well i wouldn't have quite put in like that, but yeah!" i grinned."Aren't I good to ...ou sometimes?" Hell yeah," I said, smiling."Right, lets just get things finished," said Jo, "and if you've got anotherhard-on it better be gone by the time I pull your knickers up, or you'll getmore of the same." I didn't need telling twice, as my cock went flaccidalmost on cue.Jo grabbed the PVC knickers and knelt in front of me with with the. I would have done anything for you. I did some things I shouldn't have. I guess I felt I was doing it for the wrong reasons. There was no going back. Once I had had sex with you, there's no turning it off. That is why I stopped seeing you."When we got to college, I thought things could be different, but they weren't. You still wanted sex. That is why I broke it off again."Brad let the smoke out again. He looked down at Amy. She was older now. At thirty nine, she still had the figure of a. Each of the girls had been found naked and clean-scrubbed, always several miles from where she'd last been seen. Each of them had absolutely no memory of the attack or the perpetrator.After seven attacks, they'd gotten nowhere. No fibers, no soil samples, no hairs ... no physical evidence at all. Only the semen. And that told only what the perp was NOT. His DNA was not on file. That meant, of course, that he was not a former convict (and had probably never even been arrested). He was not a. Without turning you asked me to help you look for an earing you had dropped. My curiousity over what it was you hunted was now quenched and my attention was now firmly on my hard cock and your beautiful ass and pussy. Without saying a word I placed my hand on your right ass cheek. I slowlycarressed it and travelled it down between your legs and gently rubbed your panty covered pussy. You responded casually by telling me you didn't think I'd find it there. You didn't turn or object so I.