One day, when we were both exceptionallyhyper, she said she wanted to try masturbating. I toldher to go ahead, but she was nervous; she didn't know ho....She said she wasn't really horny, so I went to a pornsite. She looked surprised, but I could tell she wasgetting excited. "So, how do I do it?" she asked."I'll show you," I said, unzipping my pants. I was feelinghorny myself. I kicked my pants off, and pulled down myunderwear. Her eyes went wide. I played with my pussythe same way I always do,. I was.The anger inside me was building by the second and when I heard one of our grove drivers on the radio I thought I’d get a chance to exercise my fury. “Michael ... I have a brown Buick running through the grove road heading for Highway Sixty. No one should be out here on your land, and this guy is running like someone is after him. He has no clue that I’m behind him because of the amount of dust he’s stirring up. If you can find a Sheriff out on sixty, have him cut east and shut down the. ." With that, he kicked Larisa in the stomach and she fell on her back, gasping for air. He undid his belt and pulled down his pants. His cock jumped right out, and it had to be a full 9 inches. He walked over to Larisa and sat on her chest. "Now, when I say go, I'm gonna ram my cock right down your throat, and you're gonna take it all in, alright cunt?" She let out a screaming, "NOOOO!", but it was soon muffled by Pete's huge dick being crammed down her throat. Her gag reflex kicked right in. Eventually they became aware of their nakedness and started grabbing up their clothes. Kevin jumped into his jeans and practically ran to the door and was gone, still carrying his underwear, shirt, shoes, and socks.Debbie sobbed and walked, head down, to the bathroom. I heard her crying over the sounds of the shower. I picked up the remote and turned on the game. I had planned on working all day Saturday, but I had forgotten about my alma mater's game with Notre Dame. I decided that half a day.