With a hard thrust he was in my, filling me all the way up. It seemed bigger than usual, but I couldn't ask since my mouth was being gagged by a ball,...but it didn't stop me from moaning. Then I all of a sudden had a pair of hands spanking my ass, nice and hard just like the way I like it. But the amount of hands was more than usual, two on my hips and my ass being spanked. What is going on? "Ahh, yes my little slut. It is not me fucking you, its someone else." Tom commented from behind me.. As I walked to her house, the fourth on the street, everything seemed to be in order. Her car was not in the lot and her light was off. However, her window was slightly cracked, so I decided to walk over.“Ohhh god Nick…” I heard her say as I reached the edge of the house. I was paralyzed. The hair on the back of my neck stood up, my legs began to shake, and I felt like I could puke on the spot.“Fuck me so hard Nick.”I don’t remember how I made my way the rest of the distance to her slightly. Yann stared, but against the afternoon sun he couldn't recognise her at first. She was unwrapping a long patterned scarf from her bunched up dreadlocks, letting them fall onto her naked arms, glowing orange in the sun. He half-covered is eyes to see better and recognised her. It was Viki, the owner of the cafe downstairs, their boss. In the golden evening sun right behind her, Viki's ginger dreadlocks glowed in all the shades of brass and fire, her silhouette surrounded by thin frame of a halo.. He had a certain way of brushing his hair out of his face that, coupled with his easy smile and liquid eyes, caused general swooning. The effect had not been lost on me. Tonight, he was heading out on a date with our neighbor Amelia, a dance major with huge tits that I was positive moonlighted as a stripper. I didn’t say anything though, I was trying to be supportive. I knew that Max had had a bad breakup before we moved in together, and it still ached. I tried to be happy that he was dating.