I could feel him rubbing his cock over my ass cheeks and up and down my crack. He said, "Damn you have a nice fucking ass!"I was flattered and he was ...riving me crazy with anticipation. I wanted his cock in my ass. Then I thought, Clark was right, if I could speak I would be begging a stranger to fuck me. I had just been fucked by two guys and I wanted this third cock so bad. He finally slid his cock into me. I was so full of cum and freshly fucked I couldn't tell how big his cock was. I really. She had thought she would be able to control the situation and avoid this. She had said “no”, she had begged them, but they didn’t listen. She had overestimated her ability to keep things under control, and now she was being raped in the parking lot of a bar.Dan was now rubbing his hands over her nylon encased thighs while Tom kneaded her breasts. Her high heeled feet were slowly bouncing in the air in time with Dan’s movements. She could see street lights and stars through the windshield of. I went home satisfied that the job at work had been well done, but with the hollow feeling of loneliness as I went about cooking a meal for one. I had never felt lonely in my flat before, but after those heady days with Rachel with all the expectations she brought, the emptiness of the place yawned at every turn.I allowed myself a celebratory beer, then decided to add a celebratory dram of scotch, then three more, as I watched some recordings of my favourite satirical panel game, which I had. I had Sam bring the pan over and I filled it with scrapings from the fissure. She went back to the creek, filled the pan with water, and started her now practiced motion."My God, guys," she said after just a couple of minutes. "This looks to be about half gold."Cassie and I went over to watch. She was right. I'd never seen so much gold in one place in all of my life. There was one nugget that was almost as big as a hen's egg. The rest was made up of smaller nuggets and dust. I picked up the pan.