Vandermeer.” I somehow managed to squeeze out the words, trying to get my tears under control, wondering what had come over me as emotions flooded t...ough me. “It won’t ever happen again, I promise. I’ll be a good girl. I will, please just let me show you.”We stayed like that for minutes, me laying on my side, imploring her with my eyes while clinging on to her for dear life while she squatted bedside me, her eyes never leaving mine, her lips turned downward in a stern frown that dissolved into. She cried out as he must have parted her cervix and entered her womb where no cock had ever been. He pulled back out with the just the tip left inside and thrust again and again she cried out in passion and pain. Without mercy he drove in and out of her with a force to knock the wind out of her. I could see tears started to come through her tightly closed eye lids. She had never done that with me; I thought he was hurting her; but was wrong it was pure emotion as she was now bucking back to. It was the new type, decorated withcolorful designs. There were yellow with ducks on it, pink withpuckered red beak-lips, the background lavender dotted with brightflowers. The women got busy, binding the men to each other with longstrips. They attached wrists to ankles and elbows to knees, bendinglimbs as necessary, creating poses that were a bit awkward andundeniably comical. They were careful, however, to keep those facesopposite crotches. The finish was then they wrapped long strips. I'm going to get some sleep now."Jack kissed Sarah on the forehead, slid down and rolled onto his side. She was still sitting up thinking when Jack fell asleep, and when he woke up the next morning."Jack," Sarah said. "I want to go with you and the kids today. Would you mind?" No, Sarah, not at all. I'm going to take a shower and wake the kids up. We have to leave in about an hour."Jack showered, dressed and went to get his children up. After he left the bedroom, Sarah went to get ready.Sarah.