"Oh, not again." She wasn't as bad as Mrs. Hanhouser or the chain-smoking drunk - decent legs with fat thighs, sharp bony hips, a generous stomach,... and C-cup tits - but she was no Cheryl. "Again? You taking ALL our money, April?" "Ah, yeah." Shaking my head in disbelief, I said "Guess I am." Signing her name to the bottom of the slip, the attendant told me "You just take this voucher to the token bank - not the chip bank - and they'll cash it for you." "Thanks." Right now, though, that was. I started dating this girl. back then telebabad, or talking on the phone, was almost a dying thing but we were doing it anyway. We were talking about anything and everything, sexual fantasies even (hey, we are already adults). On one of our dates, we decided to go to the beach because we once talked about wanting to see which one of us swims better. It was actually perfect because her family owns a beach house in Bataan and she had been bragging on how beautiful and untouched the beach. He turned as she entered the room and opened his eyes in surprise. She was dressed in her little black dress with a diamond necklace, matching earrings and bracelet. She was wearing dark stockings or tights and three inch heels, and she'd put her hair up. He had always been entranced by her sinuous neck and now it was beautifully exposed to his gaze."Oh Angela," he sighed, "You are so beautiful."She coloured prettily and came to his arms, making him all the more conscious of his working clothes. Then he plunged himself deep into her anus. She cried out, digging her nails into the couch as he thrust hard. Loud moans echoed around them as he fucked her ass faster and harder. His hips slammed into her juicy ass, making a delicious popping noise with each impact. After what seemed like a magnificent eternity, he came, spilling out of the widened hole. As he pulled out, he fell back. He was exhausted. Lindsey grabbed his cock and licked it clean before sliding up his body and kissing him.