‘All right, I love Melissa, but I never told her and now it’s too late.’ She clambered over the fence, she always had been a bit of a tomboy, a...nd sat beside me. She took the bottle from me and took a swig. ‘You’ve managed until now, why will her marrying make a difference?’ ‘Because… Because.’ I was stumped. ‘Because there was always a chance, however small, now there isn’t.’ ‘So find someone else.’ ‘Nessie, I don’t know if I can.’ ‘Doug, pull yourself together, I hate to see you like this.’. ?And whatdid lover boy here do?? she asked the lovely prosecutrix. ?The cunt paid 500hard-earned dollars to subscribe to the ?Porn for Men? facility,? said theattractive, blue-eyed blonde. And we?ve been monitoring his perverted tastesever since.? The judge grinned, andalthough it made her look even prettier, I detected a look of sheer sadismglinting through. ?And he?s been wanking himself off to porn on the net forthree fuckin? months?? she asked Ms Graunch. ?Correct, madam judge,? saidthe. .. THANK YA!..." Just as she started to collapse, Andy came again. Not as big a shot this time, but enough that Mrs. Smith felt it. She continued to scream her thanks for the wonderful fuck as she passed out from sheer ecstasy.Andy looked around the room at the three unconscious women and couldn't help smiling with pride. HE had outlasted three professional whores—how many men could say that! He didn't know what he was supposed to do next, but he glanced out the window and saw that it was. "Fuck my pussy harder!"I was panting after only a couple of minutes, but Abby was emotionally adrift in a sea of biological and hormonal urges and desires. I couldn't even find any thoughts, only a deep and desperate craving to have her pussy stuffed."That's so-o-o go-o-o-od!" she moaned. "Don't stop, Michael. Plea-se-e-ese!"I closed my eyes and focused. I was getting tired quickly, but I also felt her desperation, and that made me desperate to please her. So I continued to fuck her.What.