.. to her, and it wasn't part of a cruel dream she would wake up to, before it finished. Juices squirted onto her hand, as the monster kept inflicting...glorious pain in her anal passage. She kept pinching her clit...forcing the pleasure on and on...counteracting her body's need for balance. Rob had looked down at his penis, nearly halfway into the extremely stretched rear hole of his fuck buddy. He could hear and feel the pleasure emanating from the welcoming body beneath him as he ass fucked. It was always the same. But one face had gained my attention. I had never seen her around the college campus, but she was a regular at the Library. One day, I was sitting on a bench in a corner, with my head buried in a book. I suddenly heard a thud. I lifted my head and saw her. She had dropped a big, old, worn-out book. The book got completely torn off and scattered into pages as it dropped onto the floor.“Give me a break,” she mumbled frustratingly. “Well, you realize they don’t have CCTV. I couldn’t believe how beautiful everything was. I mean, I’d always wanted to jump out of a balloon, but I’d never thought about just riding in one. ‘So what do you think?’ he asked. ‘I think you are going to have a lot to live up to next time.’ He didn’t respond. He just smiled. After a while, he finally asked the question I’d been expecting all night. ‘So what happened to you?’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Clearly there is nothing wrong with you. So why don’t you date?’ ‘I have a problem with. I reached around and unhooked my bra, allowing my aching breasts to hang freely. I squeezed my tits and pulled hard on my nipples causing my pussy juices to flood my panties. I slipped my fingers under the thin waist band of my underwear and pulled them down. I stepped out of them and was completely nude. I heard the shower shut off. I pushed the bathroom door open and slipped inside. Just then, my husband opened the smoked glass shower door and stepped out of the shower. Before he knew what.