I’ve been faithful and completely true to a woman long term, once. Bitch cheated on me. I’m still bitter, sorry. I mean, gimme a break, the dude s...ept the floors at the bar, and that, my friends, really sucks. Especially when she married the guy.I’d been asking her to marry me for months, and she kept saying she wasn’t ready to settle down. But in six weeks of knowing the bar sweeper, she was ready.Anyway, I haven’t found a reason to give my heart or my loyalty again. No one worth taking that. He slapped my ass. Alan on the other hand tried pushing my thong to the side to expose my pussy. I let him. Paul was stroking his cock as I stood there bent for the boys. But it was time to fuck. I got on the futon doggy style and asked Paul to fuck me. He came behind, pulled my thong to the side and pushed his hard cock in my wet wanting pussy. Mmmm. He felt good. Alan lay on the futon next to me grabbing my tits. In my doggy position I somehow managed to kiss Alan as Paul picked his pace. It. 'Yes we can, ' Tanya replied in his mind, surprising him yet again with her soft but certain presence in his mind.Image of a high-pitched scream as her husband ran a sword through her stomach. Another image of her swaying from bound wrists, barely conscious but still capable of another orgasm as Frank whipped her mercilessly, flaying her skin with his magnificent bullwhip. An image of herself secured to a steel rack while Frank shot her – again, and again, and again – each violent, agonizing. Anthony acts like performing oral sex on me is my greatest gift to him. He treats alternately like he tasting the finest of wines then changes into a man who acts like he's dying of thirst and the only liquid within miles is the cum he his sucking from my pussy. In short, Anthony could give me what no other one man had ever given me. He could pound into me with that amazing cock and give me 10 more orgasms with his velvet tongue and miraculous lips. When I found Anthony's porn stash, I admit I.