Then i would shove my dick in hard and deep stroking you with long hard thrust that reach all into your stomach making your pussy fart loud. I would k...eep stroking hard and fast until you feel that you cant cum anymore. Then i would lift you up on the air and lead you to your closet. I would then make you grab the pole that holds your clothes up and grind all on my dick while i hold you up in the air. Ill whisper dirty things into your ears while slapping your tits making your mind and body. So we walked to the movies with this idea in our heads and the descreetly vibrating thai-balls in Margots vagina. I was very excited by the idea that every step we walked her sensitive parts were softly stimulated. Than, seated in the dark, her hand found the way to the swelling under the cloth of my trousers where her fingernail scratched now and then at the very right place.We were taking care not to let me explode.Another afternoon some weeks later Margot gave me a fonecall from the school. ‘Face down or face up, Boss?’ one of them asked. ‘Face down.’ Each of them grabbed a leg to spread her out for the leader, who cackled with maniacal glee as he thrust a finger into her without any attempt to lubricate her delicate vaginal membranes. It burned like fire and Salt screamed. The man laughed as he added a second finger and started to work the two of them around in her sex, enjoying the feeling of her tissues as they ripped and started to bleed. ‘Good, she’s bleeding. Don’t want to. He said, “I didn’t want to point out that you’re supposed to smoother the eggs with catsup rather than mustard.”Unable to control herself, Marguerite burst out laughing. Returning to the kitchen with Shauna in tow, she remarked, “He really is getting imaginative in his criticism of my cooking. I didn’t see the catsup comment coming at all.”Tasting the eggs, Ed released a satisfied hum as he enjoyed the mixture of flavors. The rough texture of the English Muffin, the salty flavor of the ham, the.