"When are you available," the voice asked."Whenever you want me," Margie replied with a shiver."Ha, I certainly want you," the voice laughed. "I want ...to make you suffer. I want to see you in agony."The guy gave Margie directions how to find his house. It was quite straight forward: follow the main road to such and such; turn right at the garage; right up to the very end of the road; the only house there."I'll be there in half an hour," Margie said in a trembling voice."You can't miss it, right. I haven't gotten over my last break up yet - sad, I know - and it's just making me feel like I'm the most worthless person on the planet. I keep playing through what I did or where I went wrong but I keep coming blank then swap into these horrible bouts of self-loathing for not doing better at whatever the fuck was wrong. I keep thinking of him too. What he might be doing right now and constantly wondering if he is thinking of me at all. If he even cares about me to begin with? Etc, etc, etc.. As he pushed his hard cock into her arse, making her moan again, she was squeezing her tits and enjoying the feeling of the milk squirt out of them and seeing some six or seven cocks waving around her she thought “ I must be dreaming!”. She lost that train of thought as her other boy slid his cock back into her mouth, she grabbed his arse with both hands and pulled him closer making his cock go deeper into her mouth. Her nipples still felt like she was squeezing the milk out of them when she. -I said: down, boy! hissed Cora, and pushed his head down into her pussy. Hermes laughed, but obediently continued licking her clitoris. It was only a matter of seconds before she let out a long, loud whimpering sound, as her legs became as stiff as wood. Hermes looked up at her. -That was nice, huh? he said. -U-huh! panted Cora, short of breath. -Want something even better? said Hermes, and crawled on top of her. -And what would that be? said Cora, trying her best to keep her voice cold, even.