Oh i wish men had the same force. I moan and quiver and shake as the plastic pounds into my sensitive pussy not caring i just came. 'ooh aah!' i moan,... but it doesnt stop. I try to reach down to my phone but i realise i am tied!!. Damn!! I feel another pressure building in me and i focus on it. This time i cum hard. The pounding monster doesnt stop and im a mess..i twist and turn hoping to get out of its way, but its latches are locked around my thighs spreading them. I try to untie my hands but. “Did something happen between you and my mom?” Lily asked.“You can go home,” I said.She picked up another plastic cup. “Sorry.” Then she scooped up a third. “We were just...enjoying life.”My phone chirped. I pulled it out of my purse, wondering what worse news I could receive today. Maybe my dad had died. Maybe Alison's dad wanted to visit. Asshole owed me so much back child support. Maybe it was my bank letting me know my credit card had been used fraudulently.I entered my passcode and stared. "This is a bunch of fuckin' bullshit," Belinda told the computer screen one night after smoking the last of her marijuana supply. She had just received the first of her monthly vouchers via email and, as promised, there was no credits or dollars listed in them.She longed for the way things used to be, when the booze was free, the asshole that lived with her was fucking her on a regular basis, and no one expected her to go out and find a fucking job.The fervor over the welfare reform act died. Paul's face arrived at his destination. Instead of pushing him off as I usually did, I simply surrendered to his desire — and my own. I spread my thighs wide and his hands grabbed hold of them, pushing them higher. Then he blew a stream of air across my heated surface. I shivered but it was cut short by the shock of his tongue delving deep into my bloody slit.Giving me oral sex is Paul's favorite part of sex. At least that's what he says. I believe it, too, because sometimes I have to beg him.