Please refer to Compound 606, Chapter 1 for background
Author’s note: terribly sorry for the long absence. Anal sex We both let the moment linger without another word as our breathing slowly returned to normal. Did she not have to work? Like Sarah, she was a former college athlete (an all-star in soccer at Stanford) and she moved like a predator on the prowl: smooth, effortless, without wasted motion. One in particular stood out in my mind. As we started walking together, I tried to think about where to go that we could be alone. “Mmm-God-Dan-Yes!!” Kristie yelled out in a rush as she threw her head back. I had yet to test if she actually did. Even her pussy was perfect. Like Sarah, she was a former college athlete (an all-star in soccer at Stanford) and she moved like a predator on the prowl: smooth, effortless, without wasted motion. My eyes wandered up her long legs, her skin so smooth and soft that it diffused light, stretched over wiry, taut muscles. I inched in deeper with a slow rhythm, the walls of her pussy adjusting to and gripping my intruding
