Grace had always thought they were good friends, they were roommates in college and when they graduated they continued to share an apartment into thei... thirties. Things had changed, and Grace was concerned that she might have done something to cause Hailey to become more withdrawn.She sat like a puppy waiting its owner to return while Hailey finished packing. She didn’t care if she looked desperate, she would bear the humiliation if it meant even a couple of words. When Hailey emerged from her. I was grunting like an madman, most of my prick now buried in her rectum. My sweat dripped down onto the curve of her back in little beads. She was still crying and shouting into the gag, though it was utterly pointless. It only wasted what little energy she had remaining. My hips hammered into her backside, forcing her asshole to fully accept my cock for a hard, painful fucking. Finally I was balls-deep inside of her, her rectum involuntarily squeezing and releasing my meat. It was. At least it smelled nice and the squirt stain was gone.***After several peaceful minutes later, Jill was disturbed from listening to the latest Depeche Mode album on her headphones, when a text from Kirsten came.my room. nowJill texted back: but ycome. now!can't. depeche mode. spiritit will still be there when you return. come now (no pun intended!)Jill took a moment to wonder if that pun was intentional or not, given her orgasmic revelation earlier. But she didn't want to dwell on her. The only positive was whenever I arrived there was always a stack of $20 bills on the nightstand that he would throw at me when was done while calling me horrible, degrading names.He likes to dress my up as a little girl. Complete with a big pink bow in my hair, a little pink dress with matching stockings, panties, and over-sized pacifier and of course a teddy bear. I count myself lucky on the days when he would just text me and I only had to suck his disgusting cock until he would blast a full.