His arms made it better, his arms made it less painful. I needed him back, I called his name over and over, until I couldn’t form words anymore. I r...ached out to him and waited for him to take my hand. But it wasn’t his hand that took mine. I tried to look for him but I wasn’t allowed to move. I needed him back, I needed him to tell me it was ok. I was starting to fade, the edges of everything was growing burry and dim. I didn’t understand what was going on and I need him here to tell me. He. When she did, I pushed Terry's shoulders forward so she was bent at the waist with her arms on the control counter looking out at the track. I pulled the bottom of her dress up to her waist and with my teeth I pulled her panties down and kissed and licked her butt cheeks as her panties fell to the floor and she stepped out of them. I spread her legs and stepped up close behind her. When I reached my hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy, her smooth, freshly shaved cunt was soaking wet.. Then I heard some of them put plastic gloves on and before I could even guess why they would be doing this I felt my warm and stinky shit being smeared all over my face, through my hair and over my big fat tits. O.M.G. now I am smeared in my own filth, what must I look like and what must they all think of me????I didn’t have a whole lot of time to think about it too much at the time fortunately for me because next thing I knew I felt a gloved and very greasy hand pushing itself up inside my. Excited a little too." Does it make you want to do anything?" Uhm ... I don't know ... Like what?" Like ... Do you want to kiss me, or feel me up, or fuck me?" Faggy stuff? No!" he said, appalled, yet not breaking away."Well, wasn't that the idea?" I guess," he said as I let go and stepped back. "But I was thinking more ... Ah skip it, man. It doesn't matter," he said, sitting down and going back to his food, still disturbed.Brad's concept of Joey's and my sexual relationship focused on the.