After fucking her in the missionary position for about 10 mins., I removed my dick and started fisting her pussy furiously which made her moan loudlyB...t now I was least concerned about the neighbors hearing her out… the room was filled with pchch pchch sound due to her wetness and she wanted to close her legs to cum but I wasn’t letting her, she started begging me to let her cum but I did not stop my fisting and at last, she squirted a huge load… before she could recover from an. Long, long silence. I couldn't judge the time. It felt like forever... ten thousand heart beats... twelve thousand... I couldn't stand it any longer!"How long do you think we've been in here?" I asked. Hearing my own, trembling voice in the pitch black was eerie.I saw a small, faint glow in the dark. The Manager woman lighting up her wristwatch to check."It's been a little over an hour," she said disgustedly. "You sound like you're scared... are you scared country girl? You know, fear can be. "I've sometimes wondered why it'scalled virgin, but I suppose it's never just used for cooking."At once Sophie gripped his hips and moved into position that would allowher to apply pressure. Her attachment was slick and greasy, and histender puckered rosebud instantly melted around it as it burrowedforward. Pompom pushed out some muffled groans. "Wwwooo,wharriggghaalliaa!" he gurgled wetly behind his gag. He wasn't new toanal sex. Men, yes. And boys had used him. But never girls."Don't start. “Who’s there?” I whispered. “Vegas,” the voice in the bushes answered. I had no idea who “Vegas” was. I was new to the unit. “Vegas,” I called out, “You got any pogey-bait?” “Yeah,” he whispered back. “Whatcha got in exchange?” What did I have in exchange? I’m freakin’ starving and the dude is wanting to barter. Whatever happened to team work? Now there comes a time, when you’re so hungry and tired, that strange things cross your mind. My first thought was to cross the road and beat the.