Give it to me. Fuck that hole."Being the asshole he was, once he saw that I was enjoying myself, he pulled his cock from my gaping hole."What do you w...nt bitch?" he snickered.I wanted his dick buried ball-deep in my empty hole. "I want your cock," I begged. "Give me that big, fat dick. Stuff it back in my ass and pound me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep. Make me your fucking whore."This time he complied and he rammed it home fucking me with deep, relentless strokes, his balls bouncing wildly. Now there’s a story that needs telling.”“Sometimes simple fools are the greatest teachers,” Steven replied absently. The merchant looked at him strangely.And so, when they entered the next village and made arrangements for the night, they ate well and lazed beside the fire. The merchant announced to those wayfarers who were in the common room that his friend was about to pay a story-debt and they were all invited to listen. Steven stood beside the fire in his tall, feathered hat and stretched. "Jerry and I have to talk with you and Don. Is there someplace we can go so we won't be disturbed?" Yes Liz, we can go to Don's office or the recreation room. Kim and Sally are watching television in the family room," Marge said, curious about what was so important."Either one is fine," Liz replied.The four got up, refreshed their coffee and Don led them up to the rec room. They all sat on the couches, Don and Marge on one, Liz and Jerry on another. The two couples sat silently shifting their. She would get in right behind me and move me through the right technique for each station. Gina was impressed at how quickly I learned each machine. I was pleased at how close we were getting and how good she smelled.All too soon our work out was over. We each got a drink of water and headed to the change room. Gina asked if I was going to shower. I told her I did not bring a change of clothes so I guessed I would just walk home and take a shower there. She thought that was a great idea and.