JOHN That ass I was fantasizing about? The one I told you I never saw naked? Well, I’m looking right at it, and it’s naked. It’s naked, cowgirl and full, and occupied with a single finger. Unblemished pale skin smooths over two perfect, round surfaces that separate down the middle and expose the two, tight, pink openings between them. Her spandex leggings are pulled down, and the waistband digs into the bottom of her cheeks, pushing her perfect ass upward. Her palm presses against a single cheek, imprinting delectable creases of supple flesh, hinting at the texture of the skin, and the fat beneath it. Her pinky occupies her anus, moving slowly in and out, expanding the spokes that ring it ever so slightly. Three fingers push ardently petite into the glistening lips of her womanhood, gently opening her petals and exposing the delectable pink flesh inside. She’s moaning something under her breath that I can’t doggystyle hear. She’s shifting back and forth on her knees, her ass spreading wide with every retreat, revealing everything she’s doing to missionary herself. Reader, don’t judge me. I know the gentlemanly thing would be to slowly back up, and then make some noise at the far end of the locker room to alert her that someone is here, but that no one saw her. But I’m not a gentleman. I’m a depraved, borderline desperate man, and this is just too much. My primal deepthroat instincts kick in, flooding my brain with single-minded determination. I am going to fuck this woman. ALICE The sound of footsteps grow in my ears. They’re behind me, and they’re coming closer! I whip my head around, my eyes widening as I realize I’ve been caught. I catch a glimpse of tan, muscled skin coming behind me, and I open my mouth to say something, anything that could explain this. Before my vision can focus, before I even have time to say a thing, strong hands are upon me. A muscular, veiny forearm wraps itself tightly around my neck. A man’s hand sinks into the pale fat of my ass. My throat lurches out a constricted scream for help, but it’s too quiet. It’s too late. I have Sarah try to contact Abe, while I spend the rest of the doggystyle day trying to do the work of two people. "It's from a friend" Becky said as Scott looked at it. The male voice asked. I stood there looking at her trying to save what could have been saved. The song ended with deepthroat a round of applause and I cowgirl can’t help but smile despite my predicament. "So what's the petite juice then? Many shelves had already been picked clean, every section taking a heavy hit. She walked up her stairs and felt her worries washing away. “About 7:03.” she answered without pulling her head up from my neck, no hint of tire to her voice. “He likes it!” Isaac laughed incredulously, bouncing up and down the bed next to me. missionary Our clits brushed and rubbed and caressed each other.