"I'm going to have to kill her," he said, interrupting my thoughts. "Maybe the male, too. Marcus won't like it, but oh well." He looked at me while he...spoke, seeming satisfied by whatever he saw.I could no longer see anything but the swiftly passing road so I knew we were getting close. I laid my head against his chest, trying to find a way to ask the question I really didn't want to know the answer to when I decided it might just be best to spit it out."Connor," I said, "how do you kill a. He then pulled my lil girl sweetness open, and then began licking and sucking. He licked my sweetness until I squirted my juicy juice for the very first time. He sucked out all my juicy juice from my sweetness and swallowed it.He then told me he wanted to fuck me next, but I didn't want that because I never had sex before. I tried so hard to say no, and to stop, but he couldn't hear me. I felt trapped and helpless as I laid there, feeling all these new sensations and feelings I never felt. That was about to change, however. I have no idea what prompted her to speak to me, but it happened, and I’m not complaining. It was Friday, end of the week, and at exactly 3:00 PM, the bell rang, and there was the usual flurry of activity to and from the lockers. I was looking forward to learning this new trick on my board. I slung by backpack over my shoulder, and I was about to take off when I heard someone call my name. Someone who’s voice I didn’t recognize. “Led!” Yeah, okay, maybe. But my wife Arianna thinks differently. I mean, ever since we got marriedtwo years ago she had been running my life more and more. Talking down tome. Turning me into her sex slave in the bedroom, demanding oralattentions and giving almost nothing in return. She mocked my small penisand made me masturbate while she watched. She kept saying that it was sosmall that I looked like a kid and therefore had to be treated like one.She bought me junior size jockey shorts that were decorated with.