He was the love of my life. I wanted to be treated by him like this every day. I wanted to be fucked to death. But why would he bother with a loser li...e me? Why would he care about me, when he had willing young chicks to fuck and abuse. I had heard from Mr. Black before the filming that Billy was the kind of ruffian who fucked three or four times a day, every day. His life was totally built around fucking, and he loved to rape little girls. Why couldn't I be a little girl, continually raped by. "Fuck me! We are trapped between a fucking rock and a hard place. I look at Ira and order, "Ira, you need to get your ass up to the front gate and see what the hell is going on."She counters, "General SIR! Todd with his current weapon selection is more suitably equipped to perform this mission."I ignore the damn General (and SIR) comment, Todd signs that he agrees so I demand, "Well what the hell are you waiting around here for, get your ass moving." Then he seems to vanish into thin air.I look. Heather would move it to theback, Ellen would move it back to the front. It was a little game theyplayed.As if the house wasn't grand enough, Ellen had an Olympic sized swimmingpool and tennis courts added. Heather got a lot of use out of the pool,but didn't play tennis.Ellen took tennis lessons and she had a standing Saturday morning gamescheduled with Derrick. During the matches, Nancy and Heather would sitin the shade drinking Bloody Marys and watching them as Ariel played inher sandbox. He was young, maybe 19, with short black hair,and was wearing black Adidas trackies and a Man U shirt which was still pulled up slightly, revealing a tight smooth stomach. You've got quite a stiffy there yourself, he said and pointed to the front of my shorts. I got the feeling this lad was up for it, and I started rubbing my cock through my shorts. I walked towards him, and when I was close enough he put his hand on my bare chest and started gently twisting my nipple. He ran his hand down my.