He'd been in it for so long, it did not surprise me.As I went through my box of toys, I noticed that he was unable to see around the lid. He could not...tell what I was getting. I'm sure he could not guess what the third way would be, because the first two had been so ruthless.*I enjoyed talking to him cryptically about the third way as I reclined, legs open and my favorite vibrator placed lightly at my thigh."The third way," I told him, so casual that one would not know I was nearly naked with. ..It hurts so good!...Some one...Anyone...Do something else tome...Make me cum...The whore wants to cum!...Oh please...Make the slut cum!"Cumbag groaned as she pulled against her ropes."Let's see how the bitch likes this!" a boy laughed.Cumbag's eyes flew open when the boy shoved a fallen tree limb in her cunt. Itwas as thick as a baseball bat. He didn't stop shoving until a foot of the limbwas buried deep inside her. The rough bark sc****d the delicate walls of hercunt, causing the lust crazed. I had lots of ground to cover.Giving an award for the best tits I'd ever seen was easy. Her name was Francis W. Much of the neighborhood was friendly with one another, but Francis and her husband kept pretty much to themselves. They had two pretty daughters. One was my age, the other was in college. The closest I ever came to getting caught was at Mrs. W's house, and it was all my fault. I made regular stops there and I was usually afforded a pretty good view of her. She would leave her. Things got kind of complicated," she ended."But he didn't force you?" he asked again, the heat fading slowly."No" she said. "I'm a trollop ... a hussy. I seduced him," she moaned. "He was so scarred up, and seemed so sweet. He's never forced me to do anything." Her memory of losing her maidenhead had altered over the months. Until recently - very recently - it was one of the high points of her life.Jimmy reached over and smoothed his hand over Meg's humped abdomen."So this is my little.