" you feel a boot rattle your bruised body and you tumble forward just far enough to clear the door. You hear the door slam behind you, the mechanism ...locking. The sounds of steps marching in unison, and your fate being sealed.You crawl to the wall, choosing it as the place you will spend the last moments on your terms. The pain throbs, but it's better this way, the searing pain covers the horrific memories of your failures that leave you alone now. Of the hopes, that at least some of your. You might find this boring, annoying, or offensive if any of the above gets your goat instead of floating your boat. Let me know what you think: [email protected] or https://melodystgstuff.wordpress.comAnd enjoy!Alyssa S.***IntroductionYou can't really say that you were saddened to hear of your uncle Lester's death. After all, the old lecherous bastard, despite his obvious distaste for you, or perhaps out of some perverse desire to annoy his own children, had left his mansion - Coldbrook Manor,. She played with the rigid meat for a few seconds and then decided to let out all stops, show the boy how well she knew how to take care of her men.Gerald was wobbly on his feet as he watched Judy's head moving closer and closer to his prick. He had never been blown before but knew from talking to his friends just what to expect. Before he could digest the novel experience, Judy had closed her lips around his swollen rod, brushing her tongue ever so gently against the supersensitive flesh of his. Carly was being spit roasted by two strangers in a bar - she was in heaven.Eventually, she got the better of the two men, but they were replaced by others. It must have been at least an hour before Carly no longer had a hard cock to suck or fuck. There was cum in her hair and all over her tits and face, as well as a generous pool on the floor between her legs. It was then that Megan made her appearance.Megan was known to most of the men in the bar, but of course was a stranger to Carly. While.