"And just where am I supposed to carry that?" she asked, just a little sarcastically."Come here, and I'll show you."Brazenly, the little vamp strutted... over to me, her chest thrust out, her tits all but spilling out of the tight vest. When she stopped, she was so close her nipples were brushing against my chest.Without saying a word I reached around behind her. Pulling up and back on the waistband of her tight shorts, I slipped the deadly little gun into the small of her back. The bottom hem of. It was suprising that a girl her size, could have such large breasts, and they appeared so perky. Very soft to the touch. She was a little disappointed he took his hand off her breast to place it on her hip, but he made up for it by tightening his grip and forced himself farther into her. Without warning, every sexual sensation Rosey experianced multiplied x10. She arched her back and moaned loudly. The contractions of her still active pussy threw Leatherface over the edge, and he orgasmed with. She looked like some sort of punk rock groupie slut. With the shaved stripe running down the side of her head, and at some point someone had sprayed a bright pink paint to her hair. She hadn't even noticed it during the torturous three plus hour ordeal.She arrived at the apartment complex and noticed the police cars and news vans around the front of the building. She slowly drove to the back of the building and tried to enter from the rear. Lisa road the freight elevator to the 5th floor. Guys also suffer from the same group-think syndrome, as convincingly proved by Paris Hilton's manufactured popularity sustaining itself.Carol was an easy seduction. She was so hungry for the emotional aspects that I wasn't so much pulling her in the direction I wanted her to go, as giving her a slight push and then jogging after her to keep up. That's an exaggeration, as it had taken a few weeks to work on her, but comparing the Carol of now to that of a month ago makes that description seem.