The reality wasn't a snapshot. The reality was that after fiveminutes of doing it there was another five minutes. Another hour. Anothertwo hours. Bein...g a labourer wasn't a single moment in time it wassomething that went on and on with an end so many hours in advance thatit felt endless.He kept keeping an eye out for Harry, hoping he could somehow think of away out of this but Harry was always there, keeping an eye on him, andhow could he find a way out of it? He was Burt! Until Lady Ann came. I squeezed again, and almost moaned in pleasure. I traced my fingers over a nipple, feeling it involuntary harden at my touch. I smiled again, then repositioned to where I was more behind her. The rubble prevented my getting fully behind her, but I could still flip her skirt up for a beautiful look at her ass. White panties tried to cover it, but the shape was easy to make out. I violently grabbed it, barely able to contain myself, and she whimpered in pain as her trapped leg tried to move. I. He asked if I could come over to his house.When I got there, Amy's parents were sitting in the living room. Amy was no where to be seen."Our daughter is upstairs," said Robert, the father. "We decided to speak to you alone.I nodded, though they'd get more information if we were together.Gayle, Amy's mother, talked next. "I know that you and Amy have been friends since childhood, and that until recently you have lived next door to each other. That, and the fact that you are gay, made us have no. Earlier today cruising the mall parking lot I spottedthis little bitch, long strawberry blonde hair, skimpyred halter top, short shorts that barely covered herteenie ass. Little cunts like that make me want to fuckthe shit out of them because young cockteases grow upto be big cockteases. Little girls like her needed tobe fucked, forced to suck and showered with sperm,treated like the little whores they look like.I watched her walking closer to where I was parked asshe left her friends, equally.