Paul rolled her over on her back while remaining inside her and began pumping his cock into her again. Nancy lay back and enjoyed the feeling of a man...inside her. Her body was almost numb from over-excitement. She watched his strong body over her and couldn't help but feel happy that such a man found her exciting. When he finally came, he thrust deep into her and held himself there while the last of his warm cum spurted inside her. When he was done, he collapsed back down on top of her, his. The little, empty feet hung over the final stair riser to ensure that he wouldn't miss it. James gathered up the wayward clothing. As he topped the stairs he found a discarded bra, signaling a turn to the left toward a dimly lit area. He looked to the right before proceeding. It was dark, but he could barely make out a large room and bedroom furniture. He obeyed the path markers and went left. He picked up the final article, Abby's panties at the open doorway of a small bedroom."I see that. I say that as if July brought about a change from 'excruciatingly boring.' It did, but only by adding further frustration. Independence Day, July 4th, fell on a Wednesday. The rest of the gang was either out of town, or had family plans for the holiday. I was stuck at home, alone. Even my weekly trip to the library was curtailed because it was closed for the holiday. Mom offered to take me to the municipal park for the fireworks show, but I declined. Even after a month on the crutches, I still. As we chatted about what we wanted to do, I mentioned that I was feeling this was just talk and wondered if we should part ways. With this, he said that he was real and that he was prepared to show me, if I truly was the slut that I said I was. Now the ball was in my court, as I had talked a mean game too and he had turned the tables and was calling my bluff. I thought for a moment and told him that I would meet him, just tell me when and where. He told me that he ran a company that.