' Miranda looked at me and cooed '...aaaawwww baby don't feel like that, how long it's been since you've had a good fuck..' She must to have seen the ...isgust that swept over my face for she quickly responded '...come on now you know what I mean, when was the last time you was with a real girl...no that's not how I meant it...' I looked at her and forced a smile and said '...yeah I know, don't worry about me, you go on back to the party and have some fun...' She didn't leave but made this. She feels the weight shift on the bed and the tounge lashing on her clit stopped. "I was so close to cumming damnit" she thinks as she feels her legs spreading a bit wider and felt the weight shift inbetween her legs. Alice glanced into the mirror and could now feel a slight pressure on her pussy. Seeing her reflection she sees her lips bieng spread wide as somthing was slowly pushing it's way into her. "My God it feels like there is a soda can bieng shoved up in me!!" She watched astounded as. I would’ve saved you the trouble, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” The man said sadly, leaning the shotgun up against the fence.“No, Michael, I’ve come to apologize. If anyone is at fault, the blame lies squarely on my head. I was the one who filled his head with tales of glory, of defeating the savage slant-eyed bastards! Neither one of you would have signed up if not for me, and I came back with nary a damn scratch.”“Well, if you two idiots want to stand around and blame each other,. What’s not expected is the look on her face when she glances down, noting how her tits press through the holes I’ve cut in her expensive bra and how they distort her sweater. Her lip begins to and she’s awash in shame. Perfect. She turns around to hide her breasts from the leering eyes of the others. When she does, Bruce tugs at her black Ralph Lauren pleated skirt and drops it to her ankles. I’m grabbing the band of her lacey thong panties and pulling them up, up, watching her try to cross her.