For a real boyfriend!"Smell your fingers. Isn't that a lovely, lovely smell? Now lick them. Ah, ah! Good little cunts do what they're told! Bad little...cunts who make ugly faces at their own juices get sent to their rooms without dinner."She licked her fingers. Salt, something like snot ... but she liked it. She liked the smell and taste of her ... his ... her cunt. It's mine, she thought fiercely, I'm just letting him ... letting him... Letting him borrow it? Really? said the little voice. Why. That was really exciting! With big, warm Herman inside my pussy and John's finger on my clitoris, I soon felt my orgasm approaching. I reached over and put my finger in John's mouth to get it wet, then rubbed the moisture on my nipples. When I started twirling a nipple between my thumb and finger, alternating between breasts, it really added to the pleasure and excitement. Soon the twirling of my nipples changed more to pinching and pulling, and when my climax arrived, it was sudden, short, and. A few minutes later, Kari entered the room with two big plates of food and a can of whipped cream.“Breakfast is served my love,” she said with a smile.“What’s the whipped cream for?” I asked.“Desert,” she said.“What’s for desert?” I asked.“YOU!” she answered, “So chow down baby, cause when you finish breakfast, you are all mine! I am going to do to you today, what I was dying to do to you all day yesterday.”“We start school Monday, so we better not plan on doing too much today, okay” I. Takes her Shit... have to Show... how a Bitch... takes her Shit..." Lois was straining her rectum and anal muscles to the maximum just to hold the fingers from sliding in deeper, and on the third beat of her mantra she would push the muscles into overdrive, sacrificing them and tearing down the muscles for a brief extra burst of power to work the fingers out of her butt. The battle to expel the fingers filled her mind, and she bore down relentlessly with all the remaining muscle power of her.