Her body shivered in lust. I squeezed with my fingers to make her give a loud moan. My hands squeezed and rubbed on it, pulling on it and squeezing to...get the milk. I pulled her petticoat in a sudden draw.She kissed me wildly as I threw it on the floor. I pinned her hands down again. I moved my tongue to her pussy, started to lick her clitoris, and stimulated with it with my tongue. Then rolled it around with my tongue, rubbing it between my fingers and squeezing her clit more and more.I kept. The bastard was going to fuck me and I felt so helpless…To my horror, he spat on the crack of my ass and smeared his saliva around my tight rosebud. I tried to resist; but he pushed my back down onto the trunk of the car and he held me there.“I said the rear, bitch… now stay quiet…” I braced myself and then felt that huge cockhead that I had sucked before, pushing and entering my very tiny asshole. I cried in pain; but the nigger humped even harder…Inch by inch, he finally shoved his entire. ”“Guys don’t have tits,” said Nick.“Well, what the fuck do you call these?” he replied, pointing both index fingers to the general direction of his nipples. “I think I benched a little too hard this morning. And now I have a tits-ache.” Matt often started his day at the gym, so this was no surprise.“Well, I'd say they're pecs ... but okay fine, whatever. Breasts, tits. Call them what you want,” Nick conceded.“Exactly. And they’re sore, and they need a massage.” Lowering his voice to a sexy,. I gasped."What's the matter?" Brandy asked. "Cat doesn't have your tongue anymore?" she said.I gasped as she was stroking it, and said, "Fuck. You keep doing that, the cat isn't going to have anything except a big mess."Brandy looked up at me, giggled and finally said, "Good. That's the plan." and without a word, she took the shaft in her hand, opened her mouth, and goddamn she slid my dick part way into her mouth.I swear to God I thought I was going to cum right then and there.Brandy pulled it.