But since the shouting was so loud, I could not help but over hear the gist of the argument between the two. "WHERE WERE YOU ALL NIGHT!!! I'VE BEEN WA...TING! I AM LATE FOR WORK! I'VE BEEN WORRIED SICK!!" thundered my stepmom. "I am SIXTEEN MOM!! I can do what I want, wear what I want, go where I want." retorted Ashley. A few more minutes of yelling ensued, which finally ended with, "AS LONG AS YOU LIVE IN MY HOUSE, YOU LIVE BY MY RULES!! YOU ARE GROUNDED FOR A WEEK LITTLE LADY!! NO TV! NO. With one hand I started squeezing her clitoris and fucking her vagina while I took some rest and allowed her to relax her ass a bit and then I put some oil on the ass and tried t push and pull my dick and with all care while I was teasing her clitoris which she had started enjoying and then I started fucking her in the ass and though she resisted, but I continued to fuck her ass for some ten minutes and then I slept on the bed and asked her to jump on me and she did that and this made her crazy. It is not 'just what guys do;' it is a perversion of nature; it is what guys do when they can't do it properly.....with a woman." Well, I'm not that popular in school. I've never been with a woman," he said."I know. And I wouldn't want that. Premarital sex is wrong; you shouldn't be with random girls experimenting. It's dangerous and sinful." Then I'll stop altogether and just ignore those urges. That's what you want, right?" No, honey. They are natural enough urges. They are God's way of. She felt as though Pete had fucked every last bit of life out of her. She was too tired and hurt to move a muscle. The booze created fog that surrounded her only made things worse. When Pete laid his still-hard cock across her face, Lynda moaned with despair. It was drenched with her blood, smeared with her shit and streaked with his cum. She knew what he was going to make her do."No," she whispered between clenched teeth. She couldn't do it. Nothing could be worse than having to lick her own.