And she started hitting my balls again.I kept trying to move but couldn’t. My balls hurt a lot. I asked her to stop hitting my balls. She said, ‘a...w bitch you feeling hurt? Then why don’t you surrender your ass?’ she hit me once more and I immediately said ‘I surrender’. She sat back on my chest and looked at me and said, ‘oh yeah bitch, your ass is mine. I’m going to fuck your virgin tight ass and tear it up. you will get punished you loser. She was smiling like crazy while I was soothing my. I have to give it to him, he didn't flinch. He let go of Cathy, and drew a knife with his left hand, so I kicked his feet from under him and broke his left arm, too. That he hit the corner of the table with his face when he fell and broke his jaw and a few teeth was just luck. He hadn't been one of the regulars, and he never showed up again.The guests cheered me, because Cathy had been quite popular with them — her nipple was badly burned, though, and wasn't a pretty sight anymore even after it. I massaged over your breast with my other hand, squeezing your nipple through your dress, igniting tingles of pleasure. You pushed your fingers deeper into your pussy, savoring the sensation of my finger pumping in your ass as you thrust your own fingers within your pussy. Rapidly rubbing and bumping your palm against your clit, sending hot ripples of pleasure through you, as you felt the throbbing of my hard pre-cum moistened cock gliding within your other hand. I slid my hand from your breast. It wasn't what I had imagined. I had been raised to see the man as the one in charge. But if this was how things would be, then I guessed I could get used to it. The old stereotype was almost completely faded anyway. It was time for a new scenario.George and I got married the following summer. Barb was my maid of honor and I invited her along for the wedding night and the honeymoon. George didn't object. She became our third wheel for the next year. She wasn't always with us, but she was a.