.. Oh, I suppose Ishould just explain. I mean if anyone ever reads this, I'll be longdead, so it's not like I'm going to care if they're judging me. ...Right?It turned out I wasn't 100% accurate earlier. When I'd gone throughthe suitcases, I had really just assumed there was nothing that wouldfit me, probably partly because the tiny part of my brain that saysalpha male thoughts didn't want people to see me as some kind of sissydrag queen, and another, equally tiny part of my brain that cares. Jason’s softening penis cock slid out of her, but remained trapped between her buttocks. Jason leaned forward and kissed her on her neck, which was a bit sweaty from their exertions. ‘Now that we’re awake,’ he said, ‘What are we going to do today?’ ‘Would you like to have another picnic at the pool?’ Karen asked. Her hands covered his, which were still holding her breasts, and squeezed them. ‘That would be neat,’ Jason replied. ‘We gonna go skinny-dipping again?’ Karen chuckled. ‘What do you. I'm getting fucked! If I said stop she would either not hear me or just ignore me. I was getting fucked and she will decide when it's done. In the mirror I could see every inch of her from the waist up, but I could feel every inch of her from waist down. She was thrusting hard. Her legs slapped into the back of my legs and my whole body was being pushed forward each time. I was on the verge of collapse. She then grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. She was fucking me as hard. The. “Your girl here has a big mouth. She told on my boys, and she will pay for it with her ass. Now, I can beat you down until you’re catatonic and get on with it, but I would rather you watch me ruin her.”That seems to be the cue, as two of the thugs step forward and forcibly remove Agnes from Robbie’s arms. She screams, trashes, begs, but it’s no use. Tears bluer her vision, but she’s somewhat relieved to see that the men obey their leader, and don’t hurt Robbie too badly. Instead, they wrestle.