"No Thomas," Amy whispered but there was no conviction in her voice. Her heart was fluttering in her chest. Suddenly, their lips were pressed together...again and she heard a moan from far off. As she opened her mouth to let his tongue in, she realized the sound was coming from her throat. No matter how hard she tried to deny it and say no, her body betrayed her. Instead of slapping his face, she melted into his strong arms again.Thomas was moaning as well. His penis was pulsing with excitement. It took some longer than others but, in the end, everything had been done and life was an unending bore. There were still crimes that could be punished but, for some, the punishment was the reason for the crime.Those who liked perversions eventually experienced all of them. There was one out that could be taken and this story and those that may follow tell those stories. One other thing about the times was the treatment of women. Men were the rulers and most men treated women roughly. It helped. Just as I got my hand to her wet lips and started to rub it to my surprise to turned to me and said “do you wanna fuck me?”..In awe it took me a second to answer but then swiftly said “fuck yea” and she said “get on top of me”…that was all I needed to hear and pulled off my shorts and shirt and mounted her. When I got on top of her she grabbed my dick and shoved it inside her warm tight pussy. And believe me for having a boyfriend for 2 years she was very tight and I was enjoying every minute. He would be their only child… Jonathan Christopher North, III… and they’d call him… Jonathan. ********** Also around midnight on Christmas Eve 1977 at the Seldon residence in Brentwood, Brad and Barbie were in the middle of a torrid lovemaking session. Brad had spent nearly an hour pleasuring Barbie with his hands and mouth until she’d begged him to make love to her. Barbie had been wishing for months that something would go wrong with those damn birth control pills she was taking so she would.