I agreed but seriously doubted that I would go. When that Saturday came around Jay called me about an hour before we were supposed to meet and got me ...ERY horny. He started telling me about all the nights he had masturbated to my pictures on the site. He told me that his cock was hard just talking to me and that he couldn't wait to ram it in me. He made me so wet I felt I had to meet him. Jay's picture was deceptive, and he was chunkier than I expected. We sat around and talked and drank a. My poor cock, with the help of injected drugs of course, had been one of the highlights of her rowdy party. I wondered from time to time what she had done with her parents as the bedrooms filled with humping couples and the booze disappeared. And I had to admit that I enjoyed the first five or six girls I let mount up and get a ride. The ones that posted were a problem but most of them did not last long.But now as things got quite, it was just the two of us, and this was the first time I had. She felt the muscles of her inner thighs stretch as her leg was pulled open to its maximum. He repeated this process with the other leg… She felt the fear rising as she realized that she was now tied wide open, totally vulnerable and unprotected, her thighs tied open wide, knees pulled back exposing her buttocks as well. She felt him approach then screamed into the gag as she felt his hands grab her full breasts and squeeze them violently, the thin material of her top and her bra doing little. His handshake was powerful, making me recall the reason I had let my gym membership elapse; lack of time."What brings you back to Millville, Cliff?" Dave asked as he tossed my expensive luggage in the back of his truck, next to a can of gasoline. Was that a tone of sarcasm in his voice?"Sorry I didn't make it to your wedding, Dave," I apologized, avoiding his question."That's okay. We understood you were busy. Say, that was a nice gift you sent."I remembered asking the department secretary to.