He spit on her asshole one more time and started thrusting himself into her ass as hard as he could. Leah's body was rocking on the bed hard, her head...banging into the headboard. She felt her asshole being stretched more than it ever had been. It hurt, but it a good way. She kept begging Jim to fuck her faster. He picked up his speed, pounding himself into her backside like he had never done to any other girl before. Jim's grunts mixed with the tightness of her ass made it impossible for her to. My shock wore off when Alex told me I didn't go No. 1. He was screwing with me and I told him to leave me alone.He left me alone until after 3 p.m. when he called again."Man, things are not going well for you," he said and he was serious. "They're in the 20s already and everybody already has their quarterback. Max Schneider says you're going to be the steal of the draft."Of course, this was the same Max Schneider who had also called me a pain in the butt the day before, so I wasn't too. My nipples hardened at the thought of all those pairs of eyes on me. Mistress stopped suddenly behind me on her third walk around. I had passed her expection. ‘Pick up the chair, slut.’ she growled, the bull whip striking my nylon-covered thigh, ripping the brand new stockings and effectively reddening the soft flesh beneath it. I did not make any noise or flinch, instead purring, ‘Thank you Mistress, may I please have another?’ ‘Not yet, whore. Follow my command,’ the sharp edge in her voice. I have taken to alarming my goods with piles of heaped stones, which rattle and clatter when my uninvited guests tromple them. There is a masked bandit, which once purloining me of a large dried fish, proceeded to wash the dirt from it in full view of the campfire, immersing it and rubbing it with its clever thieving paws. There are the singing dogs, who make a quick dash and grab, often when a fellow of theirs distracts me from another direction. There is a fragrant and bold kit with a pair of.