" With that, Mark placed another kiss on her forehead and got out of bed. After quickly dressing in his sweatpants and robe, he was headed downstairs....Trisha got out of bed and made her way to the shower.In the shower, as her hands soaped up her body, Trisha smiled as she remembered Mark's touch. She could almost imagine him there, with her, touching her just like he had done the night before. The more she recounted her relationship with Mark, the more she began to feel like Ebenezer Scrooge.. “Do you want me to fuck you?” Elliott asked Jane.“Yes, fuck me, Elliott,” Jane said.Elliott told Jane to get down on all fours. Elliott knelt on the grass behind Jane. Elliott put his penis in Jane’s vagina.“Look,” Dick said. “Elliott is fucking Jane. Elliott is fucking Jane like a dog.”“Elliott is fucking Jane doggie-style,” Melissa said.“I love fucking,” Jane said. “I love fucking doggie-style. Oh! Oh! Oh!“Jane is screaming,” Dick said. “Jane screams when she comes.”Elliott came inside Jane’s. Along the way, women dressed in their tackiest best try to allure the innocent wonderers with propositions that have them questioning whether they’ve lived life to the fullest. A man dressed in a grey flannel suit bumps into them as he steps out of a dark steam filled alley followed by a woman, who has just serviced him, wrapped in a three quarter length faux leopard coat trying to balance on six inch stiletto heels, chew gum and count money at the same time. The couple continues their walk. I ripped the plastic from the magazine and started to leaf through it. It was full of glossy pictures of gorgeous women dressed in black leather or latex. The pictorials showed them whipping, beating and otherwise abusing naked men and women. I was hooked. Since I was parked in a secluded spot, I zipped down my pants, released my raging hard-on and started to masturbate. A few stroked was all it took for me to shoot my load all over the dashboard.As soon as I got home, I started to surf the net.