So, I had fingered myself a couple of times, and it was comfortable, so I wanted to try it.The three of us were in bed, and I don't think Mark and Sus...n were actually going to do anything. Mark was in the middle, as he always is, and I just said out loud, it was like a sudden loud whisper, "I think I am ready to fuck again."Mark just looked at me and asked, "Are you sure."Susan jabbed him and said, "Of course she is sure."Susan then leaned across Mark and kissed me. I looked at her, and I could. Jenkins didn’t have the money even if he was willing to pay. He removed the golf ball and pissed into her garden hose then ran into the bushes to watch their disgusted faces and masturbate.“Bring back that golf ball, Mister Jenkins! PLEASE? I’ll get punished!” Nicole cried after him. She’d be punished many times when the golf ball turned up missing no matter the reason. Jenkins only giggled and pounded his pud while he crouched in the bushes.“So, are you glad you chose to stay?” Melanie asked. She doesn’t have the tolerance for pain that we do, none of us would’ve even thought twice about that many lashings.’ I squirmed and my back was icy fire. ‘You other girls get out of here, she doesn’t need masses of people around her.’ The first voice, there was a shuffling and a door opening and closing. She moved something on my back, it stang and I tried to pull away. ‘Now, Brendi, I need you to hold still. Otherwise this’ll just hurt more and I want you to get better.’ She peeled a warm. "Good fucking girl! Now be exceptional and cum for me." you tell me, as if it's something I might be able to flick a switch for. I want to of course! I want to do everything you say, I want to be everything you need. All at once, the desire to cum, the pressure, the overwhelming presence in me, and of course my insurmountable adoration for you, it all evokes the complete animal in me. I tear the knickers from my mouth, and over and over and over I tell you "please... Please please please please.