"Looks like yer lost yer knickers an' all," he said."Wha'd'ya mean, lost m' knickers," she giggled, pulling up her skirt and looking down. "Shit! Wher...e's m' pants gone." Hey, what's that smell?" Terry asked."'S beer," Karen said, "sumon chucked a pint on me." Smells like piss to me," he said standing back a little. "What's it smell like to you, Keith?" 'S beer," Karen repeated, "where's me pants? 'Ave you got 'em?" Yeah," said Keith, the bolder one. "I've got 'em. Come and get 'em if you want. Alicehad gone out with her girlfriends to "movie night." The children wereasleep and I'd settled into our comfy leather couch to watch a movie oncable.Absentmindedly, I pulled the ring from my pocket and looked it over.There were strange glyphs inscribed on the inner surface of the ring.It was no language I'd ever seen.I put it on and admired it briefly before returning my attention to"Sin City." There's scene in which Jessica Alba's character isperforming a sensuously erotic dance in a club.. " With that, Sam drifted off to sleep, exhausted from her night of dirty thoughts and sexy deeds. Sam awoke the next morning, thoughts of Jon's voice, describing how his dick had twitched underneath his hand and shot cum all over his thighs. Her pulse quickened, but she knew that she should shut that line of thought down, otherwise there would be another mess to clean up. She glanced towards her phone, seeing if Jon had texted. To her disappointment, he hadn't. Sam got up, and realized that. James’ cock felt like it was digging a hole, each thrust was met with a groan. I was getting what I dreamt, to have a real man fuck me and to be dominated. I could tell James was enjoying my super-tight ass cunt. We both were sweating and moaning, after a few minutes I felt tiny drops of his sweat hit my back as he impaled me. His rhythm was getting faster as he made every attempt to go deeper. As he laid pipe on my sore sissy cunt and pushed his full weight in me, he reached around and started.