I lick your slit. hmmmm. I find your clit and lick it, hmmm. Then I stick my tongue deep in your pussy. You jump, "oh, oh, hun" I fuck your pussy...with my tongue, you are so wet. I lick your clit and stick a finger in your pussy. "Oh, oh hun, I'm going to cum." "No, no, not yet" I tell you. I stick a second finger, then a third, "Oh babe, you are so tight." "Oh, oh hun, can I cum yet." "Beg me first." "Please, please can I cum now." "Yes babe, cum for me." You cum and I suck all the. But like Romeo before him Paul had found the woman of his dreams and believe if he let her go he would never find another like her…..and lets skip over the part about Romeo and Juliet both dying at the end, this is erotica for god sake, not bloody les miserables.Our story starts, as said before, in America. In a small diner called Big Joes, or Big Johns or big something with a J, the name isn’t important to the story. Paul was sitting down to a full breakfast: 3 eggs, 5 rashers of bacon, some. ... we all move to the lower part of the fence - all still wanking hard....you say to us 'have my big tits made ur cocks hard?'we all nod...'are you rubbing ur stiff cocks because of my tits?'we all nod....'do u often wank in front of each other?'i say 'sometimes when we watch porn'u say 'mmmm, u naughty lads - i bet u waste such a lot of lovely young cum wankin over porn' 'why dont u come over here and show me how big and stiff ive made ur cocks....'we all jump over the fence and approach you. I screamed again, this time he kicked me in the stomach, taking away my ability to breathe; as I jerked, the rope cut into my throat again, “I told you to keep your mouth shut, you will have plenty to scream about later. I am going to take great pleasure in seeing you fucked and beaten by the boys, I just wish I could take the first crack at you myself.” Once again he pulled the hair from my pussy; he pushed my dress up to my hips and began systematically pulling out the hair that once.