Or perhaps it was, depending upon how you looked at it. It was somewhat unfortunate, because Avery pounced on her as soon as she started to scream and...pinned her down, covering her mouth with his hand. It was fortunate, however, because of course she’d just been pounced on by a Celtic forest god, which had to be the highlight of her day, if not her entire life. They stared at each other, wide-eyed, for a long, long time, before Avery finally spoke. ‘Cypress?’ he asked, his voice full of. ”“Yeah, for you to get out of my house.” I pointed at the door with my expression set like stone.“And then you press charges against me?”“Of course.”“How about we have sex and I go scot-free?”“Real life isn’t sleazy internet porn, Steffi.”“True, but maybe you want it to be.” She exchanged glances between me and my fully erect cock. That rebel leaned forward and licked the outline and I did nothing to stop her.“Okay then.” I released her hands and she immediately pulled my pants down, allowing. "Here, guy. Why don't you chew on this for awhile."With Hank's cock plowing his ass, and mine filling his mouth, the k** was enjoying quite a cock-feast. Soon I wanted his butthole again. Making my way across the continent from town to town, I don't have too much trouble getting my oversized dick sucked, but it had been a while since I had fucked an ass like this. I was greedy for ass! So now I suggested Hank and I once again change places. Tim's slick asshole was very dilated from all the hard. His lips had Mary's lipstick smeared on them too, and his arm was around her waist. Mary held the man by his cock, her left hand wrapped around a very large, very erect, very black cock. John could clearly see the wedding ring he first placed on his wife’s left hand many years ago. The email had one last photograph attached; it didn't seem to make much sense to John. It was just a picture of Mary's vanity and the chair. No people, just the vanity and chair. It had an Oct, 2008: 9:38 pm time.