I saw them having sex, whether performing, working or for recreational pleasure, and they were in control of their actions. For me, it seemed like a w...irlwind of activity, like I was being fucked or had a cock in me at all times. Of course, most of the time I did, but it all came so fast and each sex act that I performed blurred into another. Whether it was a movie, an internet video, a customer or fan who had paid me for my time or just a guy I picked up to fuck, my life was speeding down a. After another couple of minutes of unsuccessfully trying to cheer Donna up, Julia whispered to me, "Change the subject."I had another subject I wanted to ask about, so I asked, "Carol. When we were talking in your room you mentioned something about a guy who sits behind you in class that you wanted me to kill."Carol and Mom were side by side preparing dinner, and it was Mom that first answered, "Oh?" I guess that'd gotten her attention. Hopefully it'd been dramatic enough to get Donna's. I'd already done the mail and written the morning correspondences. She came out holding the letters I'd written."Well?"The black, leather pumps were tight, but they slid over my stocking feet, forcing my toes into a strict point."They are beautiful, don't you think?" I asked lifting up a leg and almost losing my balance."I don't know what I like more Mary, the fact that you've taken to this so well, or the fact that you've never done it before. Both I suppose. Did you see under the shoes?"I. .My pussy squeezed and milked him.. I began to cum. I felt the warm rush of cum flowing out of me and soaking his penetrating cock. Giving him more of my natural body lubricant to glide through.“Yes! oh, Carla Jo…so wet…. I have wanted to fuck you for years. Let me own you. Let me be the one to fuck this baby in you”.I held onto him even tighter. He never pulled his cock out of me..He kept his meat inside of me very deep. The full length of his breeding tool stretched me from side to side. He.