She picked cotton, nylon, and silk,all different styles, bikini, thong, boy cut (Mother laughed loudly atthat one!) hipsters and briefs. "I'll want yo... to see which ones mightshow under the dance clothes," Mother said. Panty hose and tightscompleted the intimates' purchases. Wal-Mart shoe department last. There is a sale on girls' pink and whiteballet slippers. Mother puts some of those in the cart as well. "You'llneed to see which works best with the Spring recital costumes," Mothertells me.. "She fucking stabbed me. Look! I'm bleeding; I need tetanus shots and shit! Help me!"The other boy looked worriedly back and forth between his friend and me, but continued to hold me pinned down. I still had the knife, but couldn't reach him with it."Will you just shut up," he said as loudly as he could whisper. "You want to get the cops or some Samaritan in on this?" Man, I need first aid!" the other one yelled, and started running off towards an old beat up car. His buddy looked anxiously. Ben stroked her sides with his big hands and gazed longingly into her blue eyes."You really want it, don't you?" Yes! Fuck me!"Ben heaved a sigh as she tried to urge him toward the pile of hay. Pam grew impatient and tugged at him."Come on," she prompted breathlessly. "Fuck me!"She pulled him by the hand. He held back. Pam paused and looked curiously at him."What's the matter?" she wanted to know.He heaved another sigh. He had a game to play. A game that would get him what he wanted if he. He pushed his huge member up into me again and humpedme until I made him stop, our skin squeaking as he heldme to him and just rammed upward, just upward, neverout just in and in, up and up, lifting me with everythrust, with his huge sack tensed at the base of hisrod while he battered my slit and ravaged my hungryvagina. He tried to twist my nipples off, and I mustadmit I enjoyed that exercise as he stretched them outpainfully.We rinsed, got out and eagerly toweled each other andthen I took him.