He guided my hand to his semi-hard, very large cock. I slowly stroked it, feeling the foreskin slide past the head.“Put it in your mouth,” he said..., putting his large hand on my head."Here?" I whispered, not wanting my bar sex inexperience on display."Or your place," Leo suggested, kissing me softly on my lips, both his hands returning to my ass, squeezing it."Let's go," I said with unchecked enthusiasm.Leo pulled his pants back on, laughing. “You said that kind of quick. Either you want me bad. This is the darkest part of the series and not for the weak hearted. So if you are not into BDSM or Incest, I request you to go back and find a story suitable to your fantasies.It was Anissa, my first lover. The girl because of which I was thrown out of my house.“Anissa?” I muttered as tears rolled down my eyes. I had never been so happy to see someone in my life. I could see a tear roll down her cheek as she came closer to me and hugged me. We hugged each other as we cried tears of joy and. The moment the delicious traditional Italian filled her mouth she hummed in approval which finally forced his eyes from his thoughts. She smiled wide as she chewed. His brow furrowed, lines deepened. Her brows curiously lifted in question to his expression. She swallowed then asked, ‘What’s wrong? Don’t like your food?’ His brow remained furrowed as he shook his head and reluctantly focused on dinner. Would there be dessert? The situation had grown silent, remained that way until both were. Steve could feel the force through the wall from every thud. It was so powerful, Georgina must have been getting the pounding of her life just inches away.He was stroking his cock to the rhythm of Georgina's tiny body getting hammered by that fat man against the other side of the wall.That man must have picked Georgina off the floor and have her long smooth legs wrapped around him as he stretched out her married little pussy.Just imagining that while he felt the thuds against the wall of his.