The beautiful Gwendoline had long had a horror of breaking her nose, being always very vain about her appearance. Her stomach was red from the punches... it had received and bruising was already apparent on her ribcage - it hurt her to touch herself anywhere and she prayed there had been no internal damage. (One of her first acts when returning home was to be to have a check-up, only to be told by the family physician that she was in better shape than ever and could go on to have a whole army of. So my hand is on her bare flesh. I finally get up to her mound and wow I can tell it is damp - She must be getting wet - and tasty. I lightly run my hand over her mound and she is wiggling her hips. I slide my fingers under the underpants leg seem moving the fabric to the side so that I can feel of her pussy lips. Slowly sliding finger up and down with more pressure so that they can get between her lips. Really she is so wet I hardly exert any pressure and she has spread her legs so that I. He grabbed my ass and fucked me like a whore. I felt so good, I was finally being used and tomorrow I would be used again. I moaned as his thrusts pushed up against my g-spot. My hand worked my cock as he fucked my boycunt. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my hand and pulling it away from my cock. I looked down and saw someone was reaching through and trying to urge me to the glory hole. I relaxed and took the man in my ass with a whore’s lust. I looked back at him and moaned “Fuck me, ahhh! . .. i looked at the phone and saw he had already hung up. that's basically how our relationship worked. he would call or come over when he had time and we would have sex or dinner or both. i looked at my watch and saw it was 5:35. i called an uber and gave them the address. i got to M.M's house at 6:07. i knocked and his friend Fred opened the door. me: hey Fred, what are you doing here. fred: i wouldn't miss this party for anything.me: party?fred: yeah, we came to celebrate with youM.M: let.