.... So I tell my buddy P about my sister coming over. P and I are great friends, just out of high school we got our own apartment together, and we do...almost everything together. "Ive never met your sister", said P."Yeah shes not a favorite of mine." Alright well just leave her here and we will go have a good time." Yeah your right."3 HOURS LATERWe approach the apartment stairs stumbling drunk. We take the steps slowly and move to the door. Its open to my surprise then as soon as I stepped in. “More?”She nodded and experienced a brief moment of reprieve when he slipped his fingers free. This was short-lived however as John lined up his glossy, cum-slicked cock with her lubricated bottom and gently pushed forward until the head sunk inside. Beth gasped and clamped her eyes shut. The exquisite hot ache of her first anal experience manifested as a prickly heat that radiated through her entire body. An impressive assortment of curse words were muttered under her breath in a jumble of. She was so pissed at him for not fucking her that she threw something at him." Nice way to begin a marriage." Yeah... and a better way to end one." Well... we don't have to worry about them. They have their life to live, and we have ours." That's right, and starting real soon, our life and theirs are going to mesh." Huh?" We're going to help them." Are you kidding?" Niven asked, leaning back and looking at him as though she couldn't believe what he had said. For a moment, Martin was totally. Above the empty row of seats where the drum line would sit were the seats for the Patriots dance squad.The drum line lined up on the track surrounding the football field and formed a spread out wall from the entrance to the field, marking the way for the football team to take the field and form up behind the giant “TR” breakthrough banner held up by the cheerleaders. It was a brilliant white and it easily captured the last brightness of the South Texas setting sun. On one side of the banner it.