Later, when the dishes had been cleared away, and all of the TV channels fruitlessly flicked through, Marina made her excuses and went to bed. Penny w...tched Marina exit the living room with a pang of concern, aware she wouldn’t be able to offer her any more support or comfort tonight, let alone indulge in the goings on of the night before. If only there had been a way of getting herself out of the stupid self-pitying mood she’d been in earlier: now Marina would be assuming she was abandoning. "She put her other hand on my waist and shoved the rest of it into me. I screamed as I felt my ass stretch around her. My eyes went cross and I couldn't feel anything but her cock."That's right Jake, scream like a little bitch. This is going to be a great story in the locker room tomorrow."My ass felt empty as she slowly slid the cock back out. "Let's hear you scream again," she said, just before she slammed it back in hard. I tried to scream, beg her to stop, anything, but all I could feel and. The faint noises of cleaning coming from the kitchen had interrupted her interest in the raunchy novel and she was somewhat irked by this fact. Marion was thinking of ways to remedy her boredom and punish her plaything without having to say why when an idea occurred to her that curled the corners of her mouth upwards. Marion set the glass of wine on the coffee table and leaned back on to the couch before snapping her fingers "Jeanette." She called in a softly lilting voice. The house grew. It was only when he caught a glimpse of her nametag by the water fountain before rehearsal did he begin to suspect. He had only seen the name ‘SAMANTHA’ on it, not for lack of trying. He had tried, in vain, to read her last name, but before he could do so she quickly ran off into the rehearsal room. For a moment, Steven cursed himself that he was a bass, and not a tenor, so he could have been seated closer to his mystery girl. ************************************** For Sam though, there was no.