..' ) , I replied (' ... we spoke briefly some time ago and lost contact. I wish to apologize for my part of not reaching out to you earlier. ...' ) A...nother moment of silence where by I spoke up quickly ( '... I am near the area in which you live and would like to come by and see if I could soothe that anaconda of yours! ...') After an uneasy minute or two the voice gave me an address and apartment number. I pulled into the parking area and located the building and made my way to the apartment. ." He trailed off, counting on his fingers, and finallycame up with, "Forty-seven, maybe." And how did you get here?"He gave me a deadpan stare. "How did you get here?" Alright. Fair enough. Where do you... live?" I am the proud owner of a modest little bungalow on the edge of thevillage." Village?" God, don't let me have woken up inside an episode of ThePrisoner. I couldn't take being smothered alive by bubble gum."By no means could I refer to it as a thriving metropolis. The art districthas. Then the rest of us fucked hercunt awhile. Angel had been fucked about 5 times in her cunt when the managerasked to get out of her asshole. He had cummed 2 times in her ass & was donefor awhile at least. As I had her get slowly off him I placed her cup under herto leak into & had another guy get down for her to drop her asshole on. As soonas she was back in position we started D/Ping her cunt again. 1 more guy fuckedher before I again took a 3rd turn at her myself. I fucked her cunt for about. I scoot up a bit andthen turn over so I’m on my stomach on top of him,looking at his face. I smile and he kisses me, soft andslow. He tastes like bubble gum. I can see the stubbleon his face, the scar where his brother hit him next tohis eye, all the little details that make him. “I loveyou, sweets,” I say softly. He grins and says, “I loveyou too,” and then he tickles me a bit on my side. Ilaugh and squirm a bit and then I decide to give him atreat.I start.