I still think of Monica and what a let her or convinced her to do and it still turns me on to no end, Now in our senior years we have moved on but the... good memories will never fade. I will tell what took place over some over 15 years of sharing Monica in a series of stories and remember, they are all true accounts, how I felt, the excitement of offering the woman I loved to others. Monica is the daughter of Southern European parents although not born there, she has coffee tanned colored skin,. The creature was nearly on us. I didn’t get why she wanted to do that. Beyond us, the duallahan watched, her sword in her hand. She had to defeat this thing, too. Or just kill us?Was that how she won?“Now!” Pyrriah cried and shoved me to the left away from it as she rushed to the right.I gasped as I stumbled. She let the front foot crash down between us. The wave that propagated through the sand hit me and threw me off my feet. I landed on my back as it charged by. Dust swirled around us,. " Holy shit!" she almost screamed. "He has a huge fucking cock. No wonder this whore likes him." Fuck me lover!" the woman on the bed said as the young boy re-positioned his body to enter her again. To Linda's utter disbelief, his cock no longer entered the fat pussy in front but found the woman's giant anus. He slid in with no resistance at all.Linda gasped. She remembered the first time she had been fucked anally. It was painful and shocking. She had screamed at her lover who dutifully pulled. It was a friendly smile, "Chloe had to go to the store; but she'll be back soon. Come on inside so I can close the front door. While you're at it, take your clothes off and make yourself at home." Excuse me?" It was an odd way to greet someone. 'Is that the they say hello here in Atlanta?' Kayla thought to herself as she entered the house.The man closed the door behind her.Taking the bags from her hands, the stranger said. "Let me put those in the guest bedroom for you."And without further ado,.