“So good, slut.” Mr. Johnson was almost panting, clearly enjoying himself. Patricia pushed her ass back hard against him, wanting him as deeply ...nside as possible. He, in turn, groaned, and grabbing her hips, pulled every possible inch of himself into her. His cock throbbed and Patricia felt the twitching and the spurt of hot cum deep inside her.When he finished, Mr. Johnson pulled out slowly and smacked her ass firmly. “Ah, my sweet little slut. Such a good fuck!”He rose and dressed. Tom was a very wealthy businessman and lived with his wife, son, and step-son in a city about a three hours' drive from ours. Richard wasn't as richas Tom, but was still much better off than Mom. At the time he lived inAustralia where he had three kids, all out of wedlock. He was a partyperson, never really grew up, and never wanted to settle down. He seemedto be just fine having his kids' mothers raise them on their own, as longas he was nearby and able to see them once in a while.Now back to. ."Mike's heart continued to pound. So he was right. That was indeed what she had been doing in the library when he met up with her."I'm not weirded-out by that at all, Ruthie. I think it's awesome that you have the guts to do that." You're not weirded-out? You're actually OK with it?" As I said, I think it's great that you have that kind of nerve."He glanced at her in the darkness. He could see her large nervous eyes looking up at him, her pupils reflecting a nearby sidewalk light. He added:"I. Then he lifted me up and brought me over to the desk at the front of the room. Unzipping his pants, he pulled out a throbbing 9 inch dick and slipped a condom over it. Then without lubing up he slide it inside my tight asshole. I gasped as the large, warm rod went deeper inside me. Flat on my back with my legs in the air, Charles pumped my asshole with his hard cock. My little titties jiggled happily as the thrusting grew faster, while my tiny cock lay there limply on my stomach, my balls had.