The pain was intense as he bit down hard on my nipple again. I screamed as my body was rocked with the pain. "What are you." I was defeated. I couldn'...t take any more pain. "I'm a slut." I stammered, tears rolling down my face. "I can't hear you." I'm a slut." I sobbed louder. "Your Pauline and your a slut. What are you" I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I cried. "Again." he ordered."I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." He started laughing. " Keep saying it, slut." I'm Pauline and I'm a slut." I repeated. .. but she doesn't want anyone to tell her parents she was on a date."I mentally 'tsk'd'. If Andrea wanted to get some she would have anyway. You'd think her parents would figure that out.When I picked Katie up, Andrea was already there. But the real surprise was yet to come. We went to the indoor movie and Katie picked the flick, some romantic comedy which I cant recall. I do remember I thought it wasn't too bad, but Katie seemed antsy and, while she snuggled up nicely under my arm and. There just was no time for any social activities.When other guys were taking their girls out, I was at the library,studying. It went quite well, we made enough for my sister, but Istill had to keep my grades up. It was about two weeks after mysister graduated, and she was to go on to college."Jack paused for a moment, reliving the bad memory. Maybe thistelling would purge him of the feelings that "She should be here,going to school, certainly not him." He didn't cry anymore - it wasno use. He. “This isn’t the first time my Brad has jerked off a guy’s cock for me,” Abby revealed.Brad looked past the group to make sure no one was swimming closer to them. A group standing in the water like this surely would draw some interest. Abby looked down at her two cocks and smiled at Brad, jerking off Glenn.“I love the feeling of two different hands on my tits. Sometimes it’s my girlfriends, and sometimes it’s Brad and my girlfriends. I’ll owe you an extra special treat Brad, for being such a.