No way was he going to stop just like that. My body was screaming one thing at me and my mind another. My body won. Without any conscious decision I ...ent myself over the bench. He came around behind me and then he was driving back into me, almost lifting me off my feet with each thrust deep inside my wet cunt. It didn’t take long. A few good hard thrusts and I was finally climaxing and shuddering. When I got myself together again, I found him sitting back where he’d been earlier. I was. Modeled after the jelly belly’s from the Harry Potter movies that tasted like ear wax and vomit, which were also included on the rack of candies, the ones that caught my eye were the ones based around sexual things. The flavors ranged from chocolate covered strawberries to latex and even the taste of sperm. It was as I was checking out these sexual flavors that the female store clerk came over to offer assistance. Because the candies intrigued me and because a wicked prank was beginning. I guess she had no intention of getting that drink. She looked back at Jenny and smiled, and gave the phone to her ear gesture that meant she'd call and explain everything later. Jenny laughed and went back to talking to another friend that had arrived, but I was now paying full attention to everything Rachel did. Was this actually happening? Is this really what she meant when she said she'd love to try something? Could I be this lucky? It turned out, the answer to all three was "Yes. Yes, you. ’ ‘Yes Mr Anthony.’ As Sampson and Fifi entered the elevator Sampson said, ‘Now let’s get this straight you little bitch…’ ‘Excuse me for butting in Sampson but am I correct in figuring you talking to me like that comes under the definition of giving me a hard time?’ Sampson paused, and swallowed with difficulty. ‘Oh yes darling, how silly of me. Under stress as you can see. I apologize Fifi darling. From now on I treat you like my princess.’ ‘Thank you my queen.’ ‘Oooh.’ The crowd of seventy.