” She stretched her elbows out so they were on my wrists and holding her in position, while I fucked carefully, letting a bit more sink in every few...strokes. Her pussy felt incredible and the sex was singing in my brain, so I had to concentrate. I wasn’t sure, but I was expecting to start hitting her cervix and then that would be painful?“Go on,” she criticised, “fuck me. I’m not made of glass. Fuck me like you fuck Candace and Christina and Lauren and the others.”I grinned and speeded up, but. " But in fact he wasn't that worried. He figured that the football players would have their hands full getting ready for the game and then playing it. Just because the game put them and the cheerleaders, including Amy and Katherine, into close proximity, was no cause for immediate alarm. There were simply too many people around.This latest news though gave Alan a new reason for concern, but he decided he'd worry about that later. Right now, he was more interested in staring at Christine's. She thought of asking Gladys, but she didn’t. After the service the next Sunday, though, Gladys talked to her.“I still love that dress, but I was hoping to see what else you’d picked out.”“Well, Gladys, we have only so much budgeted for clothes. It seems a waste to buy stuff that I’ll outgrow in a couple of months and never wear again.”“Well, yes, but wait ‘til you’re buying baby clothes. After all, you might decide to have another, but that baby will never be two months old again.”“Still...”. ” Phoebe put her back to the fireplace. The girls stood in a half circle around her, whispering to one another from time to time and, once or twice, sniggering. Phoebe didn’t move. Miram held her hand out again (a gesture that seemed as much command as invitation) and repeated the words, “Come on.”“I don’t want to.”“Abbie says you have to,” said Miram. She added, “We can make you come.”Phoebe stuck out her chin. “Go ahead then”With half a smile, Miram pointed. When Phoebe turned, she saw a.