“You’ve got me there. It’s bloody bollocks at times, especially given how different UK English and American English are from each other. Still, ...you have to admit that you like how I say the word ‘bottom,’ don’t you? That includes you, darling Monica, doesn’t it, love?” Chelsea answered, even as Monica’s hand started wandering over to her ass, rubbing her with brazen lust.“Please ... let me have a taste, Chelsea!” Monica urged Chelsea, but didn’t wait for an answer before prying her cheeks apart. So Isearched for new sites to torment the innocent, and on the front page(first suggestion even!) I found a new site."Magichat?" I said to myself as I filled out my information forms, andwithin in minutes I was already beginning to wreak havok. I had started anargument with a user named faeryqueen2 and had left her in tears. I feltglad to be doing what I did best, and it was way more fun than beingbored. A few minutes later I had started a fight with someone going by thename of. I’ve seen her wear these pants to work a hundred times but couldn’t remember them being so sexy.The blouse that she had chosen to wear was a silky sheer white, button up. You could make out the lacy bra that she was wearing under the blouse and it made me wonder what she had on under her slacks. I knew if she was cold or excited you would be able to make out the hardness of her nipple and if I looked closely I could see the pinkish brown areola in contrast to her milky white breast. To top it. ” I took one of her hands and guided it beneath her to hold the dildo so that I could grab both her cheeks as I fucked her arse. “God Jan you have the tightest arse and I love fucking it. You love it too don’t you whore?” She cried out that she did and I had never seen her like this before. She was insatiable, and I? I was fucking her arse? After a few more minutes I could feel her coming and so I pulled her hair a little more, drove into her a little harder and verbally abused her further. “Do.