I know what a slut you are and I’m going to fuck you so hard that you will remember me the rest of the month.” Again, I begged him (but didn’... stop him with that secret word) saying, “No, please. I’ll be a good girl. I’ll do anything else. Please.” My pleas were useless he had me on my knees with my legs spread wide. He pulled my soaked undies to the side and inserted the thick head into my steaming slippery cunt. I couldn’t believe it even went in. His fisting had prepared me for the head,. Look behind you.”Despite her weeping, Éowyn complied. There was a small pile of instruments on the floor next to her that she hadn’t noticed before. She stared, wiping away her tears, and then her breath caught as the instruments’ form and purpose became clear ... for most either were or bore a prodigious representation of the male organ. The smallest were by any measure large, while others were of epic scale, though varying wildly in shape and material. There were also bulb-like devices. Pete had humiliated him before for pointing out things that, because Pete hadn't seen them, didn't exist and were explained away as figments of an imagination that Bung utterly lacked.Pete swallowed before answering, "Yeah, I saw it. But I don't fucking believe it." He slipped out of his hiding place and eased up to the concrete cornice of the building at the end of the alley. He slowly peered left and right, checking for signs of a trap before sticking his head out of the shadow far enough to. We liked all the same music, movies, TV, we always managed to make each other laugh. Our bond was so close there were times when we could communicate with our minds. All we had to do was look at each other and we knew what the other was thinking. We interrupted a lot of classes with our laughing because someone would say something and when we looked at each other we were thinking of the same joke. It goes with out saying that this great, funny, beautiful girl I was friends with also happened to.