“Do whatever you want,” Mark finally said as if it made no difference to him, his tone much the same as when he remembered Karen Willoughby a shor... time before. “Come now, come later, or don’t come at all. Either way, it really makes no difference to me.”With that, Mark turned and headed for the exit. So abrupt had been his action that it took Kurt a few seconds to realize he was gone and had to scurry to catch up with him.From her vantage point back at the bar, Mrs. Willoughby had been. ” I had to agree, it didn’t make any sense. So Pauly stopped the film and manually backed it up to the part the guy was about to enter the asshole. We then watched again as she rolled over onto her stomach and he started to enter her ass hole. It sure looked real. The guy fucked her rapidly for a couple of minutes, then pulled out and the final scene was a close up of him shooting his load on her ass cheeks and clear up her back.We watched the film a couple of times, always stopping on the. Well as you know my name, I should tell you a little about myself, at the time of this story I was only 13 years old. I was pretty tall for my age, I was about 5’10” it was the summer before 8th grade (the summer before night grade I grew to be 6’4”) and I was a little chubby, I was always in what some people refer to in kid clothing sizes as “husky” clothes. I usually kept my hair shaggy and it was dark brown.So me and a few pals from the neighborhood always ended up spending our summer days. ”Giggling Sara says. “Me too, but I got to go last on Sunday morning.”Morgan looks at them. “I would rather be pregnant, it's fun being last but I love him so much.”Jewels and Sara are hugging Morgan. Her mom tells her. “Morgan when you're sixteen I'll take you to the Doctor, and get your birth control discontinued. We won't tell Bobby, we’ll just let you be last because it seems like he comes like a freight train.”Sara giggling says. “He always comes like a freight train.” All three women are.