This new sensation caused another moan from Annie. Noticing what she was doing, he grabbed a handful of her hair and roughly pulled her head back.“W...o said you could play with your pussy?” he asked her.“N-no one,” she replied meekly.“That’s fucking right. This dick is all you need,” he growled.With that, he slammed himself into her violently over and over. I could see he pussy stretched around his thick shaft. It looked like he was turning it inside out. She was groaning again and it sounded. "Yes," she'd admitted, "the girl is special" — before dropping the subject and getting back to things more physical.To make a long and delicious story shorter — Angique left the next morning promising to keep in touch. She kept calling and made one more visit while she was in New York again. So when she called, a few months later, to invite Pam for a stay at a tropical island 'among friends, ' she'd looked out of her window into the dripping wet New York autumn and heartily accepted the. “I am certain that you can. But even more certainly, I know I can help you.” Came a deep male voice that sounded as if it was made for radio. He took a couple steps up the walk toward the cabin and I began to think I had better get back inside when he said, “My name is Brad. But you probably think of me as Mr.Skilled_and_Endowed.”I know my jaw hit the ground. He walked right up to the steps, and standing below me by two steps, I found myself staring into two gray eyes that seemed to be. Your name?’ She stared across at me for a moment as we walked, and I smiled. ‘I’m John Ridley.’ ‘I know who you are, Doctor Ridley,’ she said. ‘Well, that’s one of us who knows the other. So what do I call you? Miss X is mysterious, but scarcely practical,’ I said. A fleeting smile twitched the corner of her mouth and I began to feel that the evening was going to be better than I’d feared. ‘Lorna,’ she said, ‘Lorna Jens.’ ‘Okay, you’re Lorna, and I’m John, and we’re going to have a lovely.