“Yours is bigger though, I am impressed, very impressed.“Roger is getting close, very close, I can tell by his breathing.“Finish him off then he...can watch me finish you off. He likes watching me blow another man, especially a very well hung one. And you are hung and very hard, rock hard. Is that for me or both of us?“Roger likes me counting down from ten to one, slowly though to reach orgasm.“Should I count for you? I can start now?“You are giving the thumbs up, because you have a mouthful,. I started a rhythm to insure that the dildo would not enter my pussy again.. I lifted my ass up slowly then slamed hard onto the big dick.. I was slamming so hard that each time i knocked the wind out of myself.... And then my bitch ass body betrayed me by letting me have an orgasm!Even though I felt slightly satisfied that there was blood leaking from my ass i was still mad that I couldnt stop the orgasm from cumming..I fucking hate myself...The next day i couldnt really walk.. My ass was. I can't lay my finger on it." Maybe you'll find it later. Surely you're not thinking of ending it, areyou?" Matt, I don't know. I'll see how things go. I just knew I'd be so happyto see her but I wasn't as happy as I thought I'd be. Lord knows I triedmy best. I guess it was one of those times when you just aren't in themood for loving..." Come on Kris..." I was in the mood for sex but not much more than that," Kris stated on hiselbow."Hey, what you think of Scott and Jess?" I asked Jess about. He had a bit of an accent but I couldn't quite place it. Mom had done all right for herself, I thought. He looked professional and if the car was any indication, was OK financially."How did you know I was here?" was the first question I asked him. It had been bugging me since I had put down the phone."Your picture was in the paper." he explained. "Your mother thought she recognized you and when she saw the name underneath, she was pretty sure it was you." How did my picture get in the paper?" I.