It worked though because Piggy was able to relax and let this monster cock continue. Slowly, but surely Piggy pushed back as he pushed forward. As h...e did this he started feeling this monster in his stomach. Looking at the clock Piggy realized 15 minutes have passed since he took on this huge cock! Was he betting messed with? Piggy didn't know. He just looked back at him and said " I wanna feel your cum as deep as you can get. "Fuck me hard! That was all it took and Piggy got fucked hard. Greg was sucking on my nipples at this time and I asked him to bite my nipples. He started with very gentle nips until he heard me moan, at this he bit down harder and really made me moan. Greg stood up and said "Now I know how you like it. Turn around, and get ready for my dick". I turned my back to him, and greg started to soap my back and shoulders. He reached around, and started to wank me off a bit till I was at my hardest that I have ever been. Greg then started to soap my ass. He. He sits the coffee on the table by the porch swing and goes down the steps to retrieve the morning paper. He sees a sharp looking blue Ford pickup parked in front of his house.Hearing his name, he looks around to see his best friend and neighbor, Tyler Wisdole. "Good morning Vance, I thought you were going to spend the night at the lake and catch some fish." I had good intentions, but the weather up at the lake was looking bad. So the boat is still hooked up on the truck in the back yard.". Jessie could take a bullet, expressing little more than a grunt, and yet reach for her lipstick and blusher before air-lifted to hospital. Or if Harry was the one down, she’d carry on with the case, not sparing a thought for him, until she’d wrapped everything up and delivered her prisoners or waited with the bodies of her victims. Okay, some female writers could create a heroine like Jessie, and have her in a shoot-out and take a bullet — but they would idiotically then have her fall wishing.