Her teasing. My ill-fated reunion with Mario that really led to this whole baring-my-soul thing. For the most part, Jim listened. He just prompted me ...to tell him more and more. Asked me the right questions. But mostly, he let me rant. He let me just put it all out there. When I finally told the story of the rape, giving him my perspective, and then connecting it to Mario, I saw his face slowly go white. ‘I’m, I’m so sorry,’ Jim told me assuringly. ‘What happened to you is unfair. Really fucking. He wanted to yell out “wait” and send his cock to other side but it was too late and the guy was gone. He closed his eyes and gave the hardest strokes, bringing him to the deepest felt and powerful orgasm of his life. He kept draining his balls for a long time.Totally spent, he sat there for a while, perhaps unaware that his hand was covered with the two mixed sperms, his thighs and his forehead also. He cleaned himself all he could and returned to his books down in the restaurant area hoping. A scuffle at the door startled me, my shampoo dropping to the floor with a clatter. Had that been a footstep I'd heard? Surely not. My father was still downstairs, my mother in the kitchen, and my brother was watching TV with Dad. Shaking my head, I finished cleaning up and padded down the hall to my room.Closing the door softly behind me, I tossed my shower bag on the bed and slid the robe from my shoulders. I sat on the edge of my bed, watching the way my tits bounced. Roughly grasping a. Anyone that knows us will know that Baby is just what shesounds like. A big baby." I know. Her bark is worse than her bite."Penny cocked her head thoughtfully. "You know, dear, I haven't thefoggiest. I don't think she's ever bitten anyone."Sara groaned.It was going to be one of those days. She just knew it."So, what do we do today?"Seal the windows? Barricade doors?" I think we should bake bread," Penelope smiled at her. "Everyone lovesfresh baked bread." I don't think...." Trust me, Sara," she.