What about Shelly and Ramon? I’d love to be girlfriends with her again, in more ways than one. I have to confess that she and I used to eat each oth...r out at times. Don’t tell anyone yet, please. Yes, I’ve even done a threesome or two with her and Ramon, though just when we’ve been drunk, bored, or stoned. Yeah, I’m wilder than I let on at first. I didn’t want to advertise it at first, but there’s no hiding it.”“Well, Shelly will be easier. Ramon a little tougher, of course. The formula, that I. I tried several times to speak, to utter just one word. But I couldn't.I noticed that my wrists were black and blue from where I had fought against the restraints. There were also bruises around my waist where I had rubbed against the strap restraining my body when I fought to get free. But the worst of the pain was centered in my lower abdomen. My vagina and my anus both felt like someone had poured acid inside of me.I hurt so much that I couldn't even sit up to examine the damage. I lay there. I began wondering if I'd ever get a chance to speakwith Darla in private again. It seemed no matter how good things weregoing in my life that I could always find something to complain about. We said our goodnights and I told Darla I'd see her at school in themorning. "Do you think we'll ever have a home as nice as all that?" Samasked as we made our way back to Chez Peters. His question had hit mefrom left field. I had no idea how to respond."Well, when you make the New York Yankees starting. If I asked him to stop and give me some time he would. He wanted to seed me pretty bad and leave me gaping again; he also knew that I had to work the next day. I’d go to work but, I knew I’d be one messed-up bitch again.We moved to the bed, I sucked and played a little more trying to will myself to relax as much as possible. Once my tap-pants were off he played around then moved to my rectum (which was dripping) and started a nice slow finger fucking. I got covered with kisses along with some.