“I’ll let you two solve your little lover’s spat by yourselves. Have you guys set a date yet?”“Probably after I graduate, which makes it Jun...e or July of ‘87,” she said, suddenly wincing.“What’s wrong?” I asked.“Oh, I got these strange pains in my back and side. My gynecologist thinks I have an ovarian cyst. They’s pretty common and other than being painful, not a problem. I have an ultrasound in Atlanta next week so they can confirm it. My aunt has ‘em so it probably runs in the family.”“So. No one except Rachel Greene.Circulating the fake pictures of her on the internet was a small consolation. He derived some satisfaction watching her career crumble over night. But It did not satiate his growing hunger for her. If anything, the fake nude pictures only served to fan the burning lust within him and his craving for this sweet dessert that was always just beyond his reach. So, she thought she was too good for him did she? He wanted to see the arrogant ice princess humiliated and. I am so fuckin horny by then, that I lay down on the bed and my wife stands up above my head so I can see up her skirt. I ask, "where are your panties"? She sits on my face as she tells me, "Andy has them".Well, I just about came right there. The smell that I am getting is her soaking wet pussy. No cum. She says that she ran into Andy at the cafe and they where catching up, so they decided to go to the park and talk some more. Andy took her to a very secluded section with a picnic table and had. “Tell us what you want whore, and we’ll give it to you.” It took me a second to catch my breath, but I know exactly what I want. “…I want…I want you to…fuck me hard.” “Is that all? We’re going to do more than that slut. Hey, Mark, want to break in this sluts ass? It looks so tight.” “Not my ass! No, please, don’t!” I begged. I have never been fucked in my ass before, and yesterday’s butt plug did not make a good impression. My pleas went unheard, as I was lifted off the floor. I struggled,.