He wiped thetears from his eyes with his arm, and again shook his head.He turned his head quickly to the side towards the window and proceededto sligh...ly push his body up. He felt his ponytail brush the back of hisneck and with both hands he moved the hair covering his ears, behindthem. He reached his hand under the ponytail and felt the dampness fromthe tears on his neck. He began rubbing the area on his neck to dry itup a little more. While his head was tilted to the side and facing. .. please," she whimpered weakly, her lips trembling as she spoke."And you can cut out that shit, too," muttered Marty, grabbing her by the wrist and shoving her roughly back toward the sofa. "Get over there!" he bellowed.Ginny sat timidly on the edge of the sofa, her knees clamped in ludicrous modesty as the naked, stubby man advanced on her. Her arms were folded across her chest.Marty grabbed her painfully by the shoulder, squeezing the tender flesh in his tight grip, and shoved her to the. I could sense he was getting close to cumming as he grabbed my shoulders with both hands while pounding me from behind. I began worried about my body and he was fucking me so hard. He started grunting and I knew he was going to cum. He began fucking me harder than ever, all at once I felt a pop and a sharp pain inside my pussy. I let out a scream of pain and opened my eyes wide open. Simultaneously He squeezed down on my shoulders even harder and I felt him dump his load deeper inside of me. I had to stretch it to get it to cover my butt.“Hmm, I like this.”“Go to that mirror and check yourself out.” Celeste said.I did, and as I was looking at myself Celeste said.“Turn your back to the mirror and bend over. Keep your knees straight.”I did, and saw that the ‘skirt’ had ridden up. My whole butt and pussy was visible.“Stand up and walk back here and don’t touch the skirt.”By the time I was back on the pedestal the skirt was up round my waist.“Good for wardrobe malfunctions? Celeste.