Occasionally, he is in a hurry and he pounds my ass hard and fast. Either way, he always finishes inside me, leaving a sticky mess dripping down the b...ck of my legs.On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I meet him at the base of the stairs for a morning face fuck. These vary a lot. Some days, he leaves my lips bruised and my throat raw as he nearly chokes me. Others, he merely stands still and lets me do all the sucking and swallowing. Most days, it is somewhere in between. Always, he finishes by holding. I fell on top of her. I sat on her arse and pulled her hair, jerking her head back."Make one sound and I'll gag you and then really hurt you," I said.But before she could reply my neck was grabbed from behind and squeezed in a vice-like grip."Police! Get up, slowly! Don't turn around!"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit."Hands behind your back!"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!He or she - it was one of those voices that could have been either - snapped a set of handcuffs on me. Diane hauled herself to her feet. And she is very candid. So, it was no surprise to me when one night she came home from clubbing early and wanted to talk.She poured herself a glass of tea, looked up at me and said, “This clubbing thing is getting old Reggie. Every guy I meet is either an asshole, married or looks like he is about three doses away from finishing his treatment for the clap. If I don't get laid pretty soon, I am going to bust!”“Why don't you get a Real Doll?” I said jokingly after a second. Okay, so call me naive. Dan knelt down behind them and lined up behind the girl. She hadn’t seen his erection but could feel it now rubbing against her folds. And, before he could enter, Jane grasped it in one hand, meeting Dan’s gaze over the girl’s shoulder. Her eyes were insistent, pleading. Whatever went unsaid was received as Dan lowered himself to Jane and plunged inside her depths. The girl scooted forward to allow them room and soon found she was hovering over Jane’s mouth. Jane brought her hands to the girl’s.