.. thank you," I said."You do take after Samantha, you know," she went on. "But you know whatthey say, "like father, like son". I didn't catch your na...e, dear."I was tempted to say I didn't throw it. There was an undertone to thisconversation that unnerved me for some reason. "Carolyn," I replied."Carolyn Ellsbrough." Carolyn," the woman repeated, smiling. "Such a lovely name. It's afeminine form of Charles, of course, which, I believe, is your realname."There were no flies on this one, I. Her body undulated against her lovers stinking, hairy, belly."Fuck me! Fuck me good!"A voice, close to her ear snarled, "You love it, don't you! You love it don't you, you dirty bitch?" It was Bernie, crouching to the side, his face a study of hate."Yes, I love it!" she screamed. "Don't stop, don't stop! Fuck me, fuck me! Oooowww! I'm cummmming, I'm cummmmmming!" She threw back her head and held her whole body taught against the ropes, the rail and the animals' body as waves of orgasm spread. We recovered our breat with the carcwindows fully down and a radio playing the latest pop songs letting our bodies cool down a bit. “ Guess I fell in love with you, Joe the first time I saw you at school.” Mary confessed as we held each other and my cum continued to dribble out of her cunt. “Oh I had boys in Colorado since I was just fifteen, but they were selfish at sex. They Didn,t try to make me happy like you do. With them it was little or no play, straight in my pussy, shoot their loads. L was excited. She loved the idea of the encounters being taped.She wouldn't just be bringing back a fresh cream pie she'd also be bringing a visual record for me to jerk off to whenever i wanted.The first encounter was some days later. L and V had been talking on the phone and texting each other and things were getting pretty hot.I saw one message string that went like this:L - We can take our time and enjoy each other. I don't want you to fuck me I want you to make love to me.V - I'll make.