She stood, half-cowering and still trying to hide herself.“Stand up straight and hands clasped behind your head," I said with as severe a tone as I ...ould muster, “and feet shoulder-width apart.”I walked slowly around her inspecting every inch. Yes, far too skinny but what was there was wiry and tough. Her breasts were small but pert which is in her favour. I am not over-keen on large breasts although many seem to prefer them. Her pubic hair was short but unshaven. I guessed it was just growing. Cleveland was poised for success with a firm grip on Lois’ firm ass cheeks, pulling back on her succulent gluts with each aggressive thrust. “What’s the matter, Lois?” Cleveland huffed as he increased his tempo in a demonstration of enthusiastic bravado for his Caucasian neighbor’s wife. “Is Peter not taking care of you like he ‘ought to? Shame on you Peter… Take notes my friend!” “Damn, Cleveland! Donna’s pussy is as big as a warehouse!” Peter countered as he slammed Donna from. He fitted pre-manufactured plastic covers over the buttons with strong double-sided adhesive tape so that no one could purposely or inadvertently activate the alarm system.Michele Bouvier lay prone on the floor just inside the entrance door, Nadine Munner lay face down in a puddle of Coca-Cola whimpering and shaking with fear and praying to God to protect her, Jeanette Hathcock lay on the floor behind the counter. Jeanette was not praying for protection; she was regretting that may die today. )You will have stretched yourself until a second, and then a third finger fits. You will have pretended that the three fingers are my organ invading you. You will have moved them in and out of your tunnel in imitation and anticipation of my strokes within you. When you have played these games for no less than ninety minutes, you will have taken yourself to the only peak of the evening. You will have tried to make that climax as intense and long-lasting as you are able to produce for yourself..