" Did your sister tell you why I was in town?" Nah" he said. He stood up to stretch out. All that food was sittingheavy in his stomach."Come on, let's...go to the den."They walked into the den where the lights were set to low settings andcandles were burning.Damn, that was some good food. It's sitting heavy, Adam thought. He paidno attention to the unusual setting or to the fact that Charlie didn'teat any food."Lie down on the couch there for me."Sure, he thought. I could stand to lie down."There. There was an ounce of pain, but that only seemed to heighten my arousal. His movements left no doubt about his determination, and even if I had wanted, I did not think anything could dissuade him. And while he continued to enter me, I slowly grew accustomed to his size. Once again, he reached as far inside as he could. I moaned in pleasure, pressing my ass against his pelvis, wishing him deeper into my warm cave. This time he did not hold his position but withdrew and entered me again. Faster. I looked so hot and wanted to fuck myself so badly. I imaged what it would be like to go out in public as Cockwhore. I looked like a tiny tramp ready to service lines of hot, juicy man cock. I next put a new porno into the DVD player and turned on my big-screen TV. This title was called “Cum Drenched Whores No. 7,” and I sat on the edge of the couch as the movie started. My cock was already fully erect by the time I slid up the front hem of my pink skirt and freed my raging hard-on from the. Her mind was full of anticipation, and she knew she had to write it the thoughts down; after all, they could make for some interesting poetry at a later date.As she removed the cap from her black felt pen, Laylah opened her journal and smoothed out the next available page. "I sit here alone..." She started, "I really do not know what to expect from this trip other than the fact that I should not really expect anything. David has always said expectations are often let down, that you should make.