..sympathetic. Why the fuck was I feeling sorry for her?Who am I kidding? I knew why. I still wanted her, sexually and romantically, but I couldn't go...back now, Izzy would go off like a rocket on me for even considering it. But I just couldn't sit here knowing that Ashley was miserable all because of me. But doesn't she deserve it after what she did? Fuck! This is so confusing why can't my life ever be simple? I'll even settle for a strange life rather then whatever the hell you'd call my sorry. ”“Bitch,” she replied but she wandered off towards the bathroom.Heather was back soon after, Sandy was just thinking about getting a coffee as Heather blurted out. “That bastard made me walk all the way from Commercial Road, Oh you got company!”“Yes darling, fancy a threesome?” Sandy laughed, “Actually I think our little stud is finished for the day sex wise.”“Yes but tomorrow’s a different day!” I laughed, “Where’s Holly? I want to lock up.”“Arguing with that loser she calls a pimp last time. He got his edge, the fleshy point where I cracked, and his full hard cock went in, almost his full length.I gasped and my eyes opened wide as I felt him passing by my backdoor resistance, my now not so tight anus… my powerful sphincter tried for just a second to resist his movement, but soon he knew I could take his full size cock deep in my rectum.Then he smiled and whispered in my ear:“Madam, your corporal heat seems to be right, but I will check a bit more”So, he started to pump my anus with. A girl sounded like she was getting both her pussy split and her ass torn open at exactly the same time. And indeed that was exactly what was happening.Steve passed the open doorway, only giving a cursory glance in as he did. He was used to it by now. This was an every day reality working for Monstermales.com. A porn company with a roster only of seven-feet tall studs of solid muscle packing inhuman-sized dicks, it had become the most famous and lucrative studio in the world. There was a.