You then began to fuck me with long slow strokes.As the first strokes started I thought it is too much, your cock is too big. I buried my head into th...e carpet as you start to pick the pace and go in deeper, all the time you is telling me what a good little slut I am and how you loved fucking my ass. Before I knew it, my ass started to accept your big cock and I start to enjoy the pleasure and pain. As the fucking gets more intense I can feel your thighs slap against the back of mine with sweat. The perfect target. A good-looking blond girl. She wore a hoody to hide it but it was obvious. She has to be around twenty-one years old. I saw her listening to one of the speakers this morning. Later on, I saw her leave a tent away from the crowded field. Has to be hers and it seems that she stays out there alone.I followed her around for a while. My senses were right, she is the perfect girl for it. Somewhere inside me I think I even hoped that I was wrong, that I just wouldn’t find what I. I had no preferences. So long as no money changed hands, I was perfectly willing to let Patrick fuck me.Kathy had apparently never been a stripper or a pole dancer. Her job was not to excite men. Those to whom she exposed her charms had to bring their own erections. She disrobed like the well-paid whore that she was, promptly and expeditiously. She didn't throw her garments to the floor; she hung them up like a lady. They were the tools of her trade and as such were treated with care.My history. They left it to me, and obviously I kept it when Penny’s dad and I divorced. Penny and I moved in about five years ago, just before the divorce, when her dad and I were separated.”I had forgotten about Penny who was sitting just to my right. With her mom and dad to my left, my attention had been focused on them. I wondered what her take on the politics was and glanced at her. She had a totally bored look on her face and that fit with what she’d repeatedly said on Friday about things being.