She knew what was probably about to happen, and she knew there was nothing she could do to stop it. The reason she'd chosen the Peterson boys was spec...fically because of their reputation in the building.Alan Peterson had been caught several times having sex with the girls and women who lived in the building, whether in their homes, in his own home, or in one of the common areas. One such rumored story even involved him double-teaming a fifteen year old girl in the apartment gym with one of his. I’ve been pondering over my life and wonder what life would have been different if I did a few things different. When I walk into the hall closet, a book falls onto my head. I look at the book realize it is a journal that I that I wrote in high school after collection of suicides. The school wanted to know any depression from the rest of the student body.I slowly scan the book and remember remembering being a bit of a nerd, I would always stutter around them. I was also having slight issue with. “Hands off, that my job, I’m fucking you tonight” as she took hold my cock and slid it up and down between her wet labia before allowing it to push inside.She just seemed to take it all in, all I could see was her hairy crutch against my hairy crutch, she ground her crutch against mine for what seemed age before she reached forward and placed her hands on my shoulders then lifting herself off me, my cock appearing and then disappearing again as she descended on me. Slowly at first then faster. Might have been better if you were next to me, ya know?"R: "Wish I was... Oh, love. You've got my breath coming so hard. I... I'm touching my cuny now and it's all on account of you babe."L: (Laughing) "Bullshit, but I love it."R: "Come on now, tell me what we'd do to my cousins if we met 'em, say the night before the wedding. Ya know, like we're out on the town or something."L: "Okay, let's see... okay, okay, I've got a scene for ya. Ya ready? Oh you're gonna get off on this."R: "For sure. Oh.