” She slowly started to strip, first her bra, then she started to rub her pussy.”I know that you cummed in my thong, it feels so good. You’re a ...dirty boy Mike, I’m going to make you even dirtier.”“How are you going to do that, because I’m pretty damn dirty,” I asked. I didn’t have a clue as to what she was planning so I went along with it hoping it was something incredible.“ Bri you can come out now,” Ang yelled. I saw her walk from around the corner and caught my breath. Jet black hair with a. She was kicking herself for not accepting even though she knew it was the proper thing to do. She prayed that he wouldn't be discouraged, that he would ask her again. Soon.On her way home that evening, her mind struggled to come up with some pretense to knock on his door but everything she thought of sounded silly, inane. She finally decided to hold on to her self-respect and just let time do its thing and take them where it would.Judging from the silence above her when she got home, he. So holding her down at the hips I slid my cock deep into her tight ass. I knew her being so tight it would make me cum soon so I slowed right down knowing every time I pushed into her the vibrator pushed in too. I pulled her hair to raise her head up, her glasses were half off her face, which had her thin, beautiful hair matted to her sweaty face, and she was gasping and groaning as I fucked her in the ass. “still wanna be a cum dumpster?”“fill me, my ass wants to feel you fill it with cum” . And so the fuckfest continues. When Richard came downstairs, Lisa was at the stove wearing nothing but her black sheer robe, matching heels and diamond-studded choker. She was putting the finishing touches on a plate of steak and potatoes at the counter. He swaggered toward her, the air cool on his hot naked flesh. His spent cock swayed between his thighs like a slumbering serpent. Sex and seasoned meat hung in the air like smoke. I made you a drink, stud. She nodded at a martini glass clouded.