I could see that she had a coy smile on her face with a tad bit of sheepishness. She and I had discussed online porn sites and actually found that we...enjoyed the same. One morning we ended up online at the same time and were going back and forth about stories we had read and how some of the profiles were absolutely amazing. We discussed straight sex, bi-sexual sex, even gay sex. We went back and forth for a good hour. She finally had to go and get ready for her run. I guess she did not. "Step-up," Martha cautioned as she guided me over the threshold and through the back entrance to the meeting hall. The tangy scent of fresh sawdust mingled with the aroma of paint, varnish, and adhesive. The acoustics around me sounded different than on previous visits. Odd. More closed in, fuller, like the echoes were not as empty. "Are they ready?" "Star? Is that you?" I gasped. I've hated surprises ever since my aunt gave me a shiny new Jack-in-the-Box when I turned four. Absolutely. ? He then took off his pants so that I couldsee his cock and just how ready he was to have his way with me.? He pushed my legs up so that they werebetween us and my knees were pressed almost to my shoulders.? I felt the head of his dick begin to enter meand I tried screaming again but only muffled sounds were released from behindthe silvery tape.? He pushed the rest ofthe way inside of me and began to fuck me harder and harder until his sweatbegan to drip onto my neck and chest.? Iwas sickened. A touch of red lipstick completed my preparations, and I headed off to meet Mark and Lori at the restaurant.They were already seated when I arrived, and Mark appeared to be in much better spirits than when I’d last seen him. He was tanned and solid looking, with white teeth and a warm smile. He had on one of those flowered shirts that tourists invariably wear in the tropics, and he had nice arms with well-defined biceps. His fingers were long, slim, and well manicured. I like that a lot in a.