Lars picks up the pace even more, holding to her backside while their pelvises slap noisily together. She is really into it now and the two of them fu...k like animals.“Oh yeah, that’s it,” she yowls. “That’s the way to fuck my ass. Give it to me. Cum in me. Cum in my ass.”Lars slams into her, moving freely in her. He feels his orgasm approaching and as much as he wants to prolong the ass fucking session, he simply cannot. His body stiffens and he plunges in all the way. Streams of cum shoots. . right about that scene...”“There is no spoon,” Tamara repeated, “there is no spoon.”He saw her stiffen, her eyes wide, “I’m the one who has to bend!” She raced to Bridgewater’s side. “I know it. I know how to work the box. I know what’s inside it. It’s been right there in my head the whole time.”“Show me.” Bridgewater hissed.The explosions outside the complex were light at first, but still frightening. Logan didn’t like sitting still. He’d been running for so long that the hour which passed. At about six in the morning, I heard the toilet being flushed which automatically made me want to piss. My head was bouncing after all the beer from the weekend, and was a little bit lost as I tried to gather my thoughts. It was light outside but the room had blackout curtains so I didn’t even know what the exact time was, my watch was not in focus with my eyes.I got up and opened the door, and the light was blinding. I could only turn one way as I was at the end of the hall way, and passed the. The only minor little distraction had come when Mel had replaced thebottle he had been drinking with a fresh one. Now that bottle was almostempty too. Curtsey. Talk to the lamp in the stupid high-pitched voice. Curtsey again. More sissy talk. Walk. Over and over and over again.Boring!Mel was barely paying attention to him the whole time he was doing it... orit seemed that way anyway. But ever single time he did the least littlething wrong... or if he even hesitated a bit, she yelled at.