He told her he couldn’t quit, not yet. He was to close to finally getting the brass ring. She had slammed the phone down on his ear and he had gone ...to get drunk. Sighing deeply, he turned the key in the lock and opened the door. He barely stepped into the house and sighed again. It was empty except for the furniture he had when they met. She had taken everything else. He dropped his keys on the coffee table and walked down the small hallway to the bedroom they shared. The closet door was wide. He pressed his hard cock against my lips. “Open wide,” he said, as he pushed his cock into my mouth. "I’m going to face-fuck you for a while then I’m going to fuck your ass." And fuck my face he did. He was at least eight inches, and when his cock hit the back of my throat, I would gag. “Not to worry, I will teach to relax your throat and take my entire cock later. Right now I just want to face-fuck you some, then fuck your virgin ass,” he said. He continued to face-fuck me till my jaws began. He cringes a bit and drops his head waiting for her reaction. They have always been good friends and he doesn't want to cross any invisible boundaries and ruin their friendship. Much to Brandon's surprise, Abby does not coil away at his compliment. Instead, she thanks him and her cheeks blush in response. "Okay, why not, then? I feel comfortable with you, so what poses do you suggest?" Abby inquires as she stands up, dusting off the back of her shorts. She is surprised to notice that she feels. Her ass is round and pink.Ten minutes passed and Shannon came into the living room wearing a sky blue bra and panty set, a small bra and thigh cut panty. I could nearly see the blonde hairs inside her panty and could make out a small triangle and her slit. Shannon sat facing me with her knee's spread and laughed. "Be right back" she whispered in a husky voice as she went to her room.I spiked Shannon's 7-Up bottle with one drop of love potion and sat down. I was pissed and angry. Shannon should.