I heard some talking coming from one and wandered in, quietly sitting in a seat at the back of the room. I was mesmerized as Anne read, losing myself ...in her works, in the way she moved and in the way her blouse’s buttons, one by one somehow came undone. Before long it was just her and I, I was in my underwear, she wore only her bra and a half-slip. Each poem now was just another step in the seduction as her words slipped past my waistband and curled around my cock. There were no MILFs in those. I spent about twenty minutes writing, and then went up to my room to get ready for karate.“Babe, have you thought about joining us for karate class once you move here? It might be a good way to get exercise and work off some of the stress.”“I suppose that would be a good thing. The problem is I can’t keep a regular schedule.”“I go six days a week and Kara, Sofia, and Stephanie go three days a week. As long as you could manage twice a week, and get some practice in with us at home, you could do. “This is it,” she thought to herself as she took a long whiff of his sweaty pubes. That smell always excited her, the smell of a used cock, the sweat, the piss, the cum it was holding. Even the first time she met with it, it made her instantly wet.Victor saw the trucker’s ass pulsating and he knew that meant he was dumping his load in Stacey’s mouth right at that moment. He was almost dizzy with lust.She started to feel it coming. It was thick, dense, very acid cum, the kind that pinches your. . Mike, we’ve found you.”“Coll’, is that you, really you?” he asks, as he begins to worry he really has lost the plot, he knows he is awake, but he cannot believe it is real and his mind begins to retreat to a safe place.“Yes bud, the cavalry’s here. Mack. Nothing else down here but a surveillance room. Let’s get Mike upstairs an’ get the lights back on. Then we can sort these cunts out proper like.”“Yessir.”“C’mon mate, can you walk?” Mack says, keeping a grip on the sobbing man. As soon as.