Anne’s apartment was a little over two miles from the station and took her about ten minutes to drive the route. As she drove she found her mind wan...ering about the many things she’d love to have and had wished for at one time or another. Mostly, however, she wished she were beautiful. She recognized this as being self serving and vain however her loneliness prevented her from being entirely rational on the point. As she pulled up in the parking lot in front of her apartment Anne found that she. Her High School graduation is on the 3rd. She’s flying.”“How long is she staying?”“The plan is for eight to ten days, and then she’s going to New York. I told her she could stay as long as she liked, but I think she’s pretty psyched to move to New York City to be with her friends there.”“The girls are moving out on the 3rd, right?” Kara asked. “Is Katy moving upstairs?”“That’s the plan, unless any of you object.”“No objections, Tiger,” Jessica said. “Hey, is there a race today?”“No. It was last. ....!!! OOhhh...." My cock was super sensitive and I could feel all her muscles contract by her orgasm... The little bitch couldn't get enough of it, but my cock started to ache by now... I turned over and pushed her aside of me. I slowly pulled my cock out. It looked really purple... Carefully I removed the cock ring. "Maybe you should use one on your husband.. That way he lasts longer and you can enjoy him....", I said smiling. "You are turning into a real bitch...... I love it!"She looked. Something inside of her stirred. Her vagina began to seep. Something about this big handsome black man was getting to her. As though reading her mind Tyler reached down and put his hand on her pussy. He pulled the thin thong to the side and inserted his finger. Marsha gasped. She was soaking wet. Tyler sawed his finger in and out of her wet hole. "When was the first time you ever saw a real penis?" he asked in a soft deep voice. "Tell me Marsha. Tell me all about it." John didn't.
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