Please, don’t make me do this”.“Let me just put some of it in. I’ll lube you good and be very gentle. I promise”.“I don’t care how much ...ou put in. It will destroy my ass. Have you got something smaller”?“OK, I have another one about half this size. We can try that if you want”.“Sure, Ms. Linda. I think I can handle that. Mr. Jack’s cock stretched me pretty good so I should be able to handle one half the size of that monster you’re wearing now”.Linda changed cocks, lubed it well and positioned. Like a rock.”“God, it looks so fucking good.” You begin to move closer to my bed.“You look fucking good,” I return.“Yeah, tell me.”“Your pussy looks so fucking hot and creamy.”“Yeah, so creamy… for you.” You climb on to the bed, just a couple of feet away from me. “Thinking about that hard cock deep inside my wet cunt.”“Oh shit, yeah, filling you up.”I watch as you spread your legs wide for me, showing me everything.“Can you imagine me on top of you?” you suggest.“Yeah.”“Rocking back and forth. Jonathan- the husband of one of the Angels-had treated her like she was a naughty schoolgirl, even though he wasbarely two years older than her. And Charlotte, Jamie's supposed BFF,had looked down on her like she was something she'd scraped off thebottom of her shoe. Jamie asked herself: did she want the forgivenessand acceptance of people who would treat her like this, when she couldget guaranteed acceptance and friendship elsewhere? People move on, itwas a simple fact of life. Was this. “Now, Emma, Erin’s gonna taste you ... and you’re gonna sit back and enjoy the ride,” I instructed the Cuban cutie.Emma bit her lower lip and quietly cooperated with Erin’s mouth as it explored her soaking wet gash. She tried to be as discreet as she could, but she saw me lick my fingers clean from her peripheral vision and that just made her sigh with her further excitement. It was harder by the second to be subtle, even as the congregation sang the opening hymns, while Emma tried to sing.