Louise saw a rather large chair labeled, "Reserved". Since it was the only seat at the place that could possibly hold her, she figured that must be fo... her. She got a large helping of food, and then sat down in her super-large chair. As soon as Louise started to eat, she noticed Rob take his seat next to her, at a normal- sized chair at the same table."Hello, um, I don't think Louis is appropriate for you anymore! What do you want to call yourself?" I've decided on Louise," she replied. "And. I kind of pouted and Beth responded, "Oh baby. Don't get like that. It's your birthday. Whatever you want."Check, and check mate. Beth said, "Come on. You can join in." Apparently Zoe's opinion on the matter just didn't count. But I knew I had both of their permission when Zoe reached her arm out from under Beth, drew a line across my face with her finger, and then pushed it into my mouth. That was all the encouragement I needed. I sat up and undid the clasp of Beth's bra as I kissed. "It will ruin my pussy!" she exclaimed. "Then no one will want to fuck it." Yes," he agreed, nodding, "it will certainly ruin your pussy. But, you're so fucking wet, that I'll bet that all you care about right now is getting stuffed with my meat." He let her watch as he stroked his hard cock a few times for emphasis. "So, let's just save us both the time... Beg for it. Beg for my fist. Beg me to ruin you."She began to cry lightly. Perhaps he had pushed her too far? He began to pull his fingers. Als wir die Hälfte der Stufen geschafft hatten, wurde meiner Freundin mein andauerndes Gemecker zu viel und sie begann nun ebenfalls zu zetern, was sich aber eher an mich als an das Treppenhaus richtete. „Ich kann doch nichts dafür, dass ich an einem Samstag morgen um acht Uhr hier in die Höhe kriechen muss“, verteidigte ich mich. „Deine Schwester hätte auch gerne in den ersten Stock ziehen können“. „Und wieder sage ich dir, dass in dieser kurzen Zeit einfach nichts besseres zu finden war. Das.