Sarah knew what was coming. She closed her eyes and prayed for the best.Ryan stretched her pussy with his dick and after some effort managed to insert...his dick into her pussy. Sarah’s eyes rolled up in its sockets. She was feeling full in her pussy. She was moaning but her voice was not coming out of her mouth.“My God,” she managed to say, “I am feeling like a stuffed Turkey on Thanksgiving,” Sarah said and smiled.Alex and Ryan laughed at her and continued pounding her. Just when she thought. He answered the door with just boxers on, and we went to his room, he laid on the bed, and I sat at his computer. He said, hey you can beat off if you want again, I need to anyway, I dont care if you take off your cloths, im still in my boxers, so go ahead. Before I put on the porn, I took off my cloths, underwear and all, and told him he should get naked too, that I didnt care seeing as I was already naked. He did and told me to put on my favorite porn, I put on a strait one for us. He said. .. That isn't fair, not at all.” “No one ever said I was ever fair, love. You know this. Now don’t stop fucking Sam, It’s a nice view.”“Mm yes, please don’t stop. I want to cum for you again, Harper.”Sam’s eyes flick open as she smiles at us both. She keeps her eyes on us now watching Ryan fucking me. I begin to shake my head side to side with her clit between my teeth sucking lightly. She lets out a whimpering moan, her hips buck up once more feeling her orgasm hard around her toy, sucking it. Not his anymore.I knew where she would be sleeping. Alone now, in that huge bed. Perhaps she’d been watching the TV, or listening to the radio. Something to distract her from the empty silence of the house that was now just hers.Her breathing is quiet. Her head still on the pillow. One arm stretched out to where He is not. Is she how I imagined her? Perhaps. Her hair has a faded loveliness, pale as the moonlight. Her lips, parted, remain full, soft, damp. Her neck long; lined with the years but.