"My pleas fall on deaf ears. The iron bar that is his cock continues inexorably to worm its way up my virgin back channel. The muscles bear down, tryi...g to expel the invader, but to no avail. His hands grasp my hips like the talons of an eagle grasping its prey, refusing to relinquish its hold until all resistance is gone. Defenseless, I am impaled on his rigid cock.John straightens his back and his legs lock in place and, impaled on his iron rod, my tiny body is lifted from the wet floor, as. "Hi, I'm Seth," he introduced himself."Targa," she replied shyly."Listen, I've got more food than I can eat here," Seth told her. "Can I interest you in half a roast beef sandwich?" Thank you for the offer, but I'm on a diet," she said. "I have my own lunch with me." Then do you want to eat together?" Seth asked."OK," Targa replied brightly, taking out a salad bowl and a big container of water."Are you a freshman here?" Seth asked."A sophomore," Targa responded."I'm a freshman," Seth said. "It. Hence, the term “Balls to the wall” was meant for going very fast.During WWII, U.S. airplanes were armed with belts of bullets which they would shoot during dogfights and on strafing runs. These belts measured 27 feet long, contained hundreds of bullets, and were folded into the wing compartments that fed their machine guns. Often times, the pilots would return from their missions having expended all of their bullets on various targets. They would say, “I gave them the whole nine yards” which. She was so fucking tight and she knew how to fuck cock like a ten year slut. “Fuck your nigger bitch Massa! I loves it! Oooooooo! Fuck me! Oooooooo! Ooooooo! You’re so fucking big in my box! Yeah baby! Fuck me! Fuck me! Shoot all dat nasty juice up my dirty fuck hole!” Passion quickly erupted through Susie’s impaled groin like an overwhelming tidal wave. Susie shuddered and convulsed as her lust poured out, drenching them as well as the sheets. Susie didn’t care. She was a sex pig.