I’m poking her like a pin cushion and she fucks like a freight train. Trust me, once you mount and knot a bitch, human cock just never satisfies the... again.”I don’t know...” I pondered, turning an appreciative gaze up at Megan. She was a petite brunette, her hair tied back in a pony tail, with stubborn, errant strands making their escape. Meg wasn’t much for being fussy about her appearance, but she still managed to pull off cute in a waifish sort of way. From my vantage point, I had a clear. Rosey let out a blood curling scream when she landed near blood covered boots, and looked up to see a tattered apron, stained with her friends insides.Sticks, mud and leaves prevented her from crawling away. She continued to scream as this massive man whom she could only compare to the size of a football player started to rev his chainsaw. The man she had come to know as Leatherface. Frustrated grunts came from under his mask as the chainsaw wouldn't start. Rosey sobbed and covered her face,. "Lynn was attracted to me, I think. I think she enjoyed sex with me." That was obvious, I thought. "But she loves you. She wanted everything from you that man could hope his wife would want from him. She doesn't just love you; she's yours, completely. It was so clear to me in that moment that you weren't the wimpy cuckold. You and Lynn were one with each other—just exploring together a new experience."I was pretty pleased with how this long soliloquy was ending up, even if some of the steps. Intentionally, I wore no bra and a very deep cut blouse. I also kept a shawl with me. We reached Mehul and the show started. At the corner was sitting Babu, them me and then my children. He went out and brought chocolates and wafers. We were enjoying the movie. While taking wafer from the pocket in his hand, our hands were meeting time and again. I could see that he was also getting excited. At one point, his right hand encircled and came on my back. I lifted the hand rest between our seats and.