He settled into a decadent rhythm where his glans would push deep into my throat, hold for a while, then pull back to allow a quick breath before he s...lammed forward again.I felt him change position so I sucked harder, determined to hold on until he was ready to tear my ass open. His firm hand brushed my butt and I felt pressure on the plug, twisting inside as he worked to pull it free. My butt didn’t make it easy as I’d been plugged for some time and my sphincter had locked around the thin. Then the curtain rises on a small town in Iowa...The show was going great, the audience was obviously enjoying themselves and the cast was hot: the first half-dozen songs and dances were flawless—the barbershop quartet even had their harmonies down. Then came Beth's—excuse me, Marion The Librarian's—first solo:Being in love used to be my fav'rite dream.Oh, yes.I've been in love more than anybody else has.I guess.My first love heroic'ly ran the streetcar.I tingled at ev'ry clang clang.Next I. She couldn’t let my middle brother and me run around unsupervised. Plus, the baby was getting bigger and needed more attention; something that mom couldn’t provide while she was busy cleaning. So, I got recruited to go with mom and the baby while my middle brother was pawned off on a neighbor.Fortunately, the baby still slept quite a bit. That gave me the freedom to explore these homes that mom was cleaning. I explored and found many lovely treasures, some of which I stole. To help pass. .just like she was the other night when you and your 2 mates borrowed it.Anyway, we got chatting and there was just something telling me that this was the one, this was the real deal and an opportunity not to miss. It wasn't long before it was telling me about its life and soon enough I found myself finding the little slut. I stayed at the hotel for a few days and just watched to see if it was all just talk or whether she was actually fucking guests on the regular. No I'm not joining, easy.