Joan however was a different story. She seemed to be of average height with short dishwater blond hair that didn’t have any grey in it. If this was ...atural or if it was dyed he didn’t know but if he was a betting man he would bet that her hair was dyed. What impressed him were her breasts which seemed to be quite large for her slim frame. Facially she had average looks and was probably the same age as Ed.They asked him about himself and he gave them the full story about being a retired fireman,. Three ..times then the fourth hit the mark.. but not my wet dribbling vagina.He hit my anal hole i yelled and screamed but in vain.. like a rag doll i was pulled and probed . his cock determined to gain entry, I felt the wet pre-cum spraying on my resisting hole i felt the pressure as i was dragged back onto his rapidly hardening cock. tears of humiliation ran down my cheeks, the wetness on my thighs like rivers.Softly calmly and in a low husky whisper the voice drifted to me on the wind. She slid them upward lifting Angel’s dress, and Angel moaned with pleasure. Her buttocks were so firm and tempting, and Cadence leant forward and kissed them, one after another, as she bunched Angel’s dress at the girl’s narrow waist. There was one red welt at Angel’s thighs; there was a mass of red welts over her punished backside. “He caned you?” Cadence questioned. Angel bit her lip and nodded. Cadence parted Angel’s buttocks with the tip of her thumbs, her fingers splayed across Angels. I wondered if she was imitating the way I lifted her upper lip and let it fall, letting it spring back into place. It was the little fun thing we dared do in bed."Kelley needs to know the days I'll be here. You don't want her calling you every night to ask if I'm here, do you?" You're right. I think she will like knowing the nights. We could add Sunday night after I take her to the airport," I suggested, and watched her questioning look."We'd need to change the sheets." I have a system. I call.