Reynolds herself roped it off, hanging the 'Private Party' sign on the rope.Eddy looked at Margo with a smirk. "Well ain't you little Miss All That?" ...hat's Mrs. All That to you, Eddy, and yes, I damn well am. We just need to make sure to drop enough on our bar tab, even if we don't drink everything we order, to soothe Mrs. Reynolds this evening."Eddy and Tamara went off to a booth in the corner where they sat together, quietly talking and touching.Margo sat down at one of the tables in the. I wasn't sure how long you were going to leave me like that. My knees were already sore and I felt terribly exposed. Once you relaxed on the couch behind me, thought, I knew that I would be there for awhile. That realization was mysteriously calming. You didn't start to sexuallly touch me for quite some time. At first you just gently stroked my waist by reaching from your position on the couch. Then you traced the outline of my panties, under my bottom and between my legs. Again, you took time. So, I need to get laid, but that's about as likely in this house as Faith doing the dishes...So here I am, bored and horny and in Cleveland. Yeah, dear diary you can see why I'm writing you - it's the most action I'm getting....2 AugustDear Diary,Take all that back about Buffy and Faith not liking sharing, cos I just discovered they're liking it a lot.Everyone was mooching around, Xander and Andrew had gone with some of the Slayers to the gym - saying it was to help them train rather than to. Her toes are just barely touching the ground. They're still supporting her, though. I shove my cock down her throat. Now, she's supporting some of me, too. "Suck it, slut." I order. I take my whip and flick my wrist. 'C-cccrack!' She screams into my cock, massaging it and making my knees give out a bit. Again and again I hit her, until I see her legs give out. I climb off her face and go down to investigate. Indeed, her feet are no longer supporting her and her pussy and ass are taking her.