?Please, no more!? He begged once his mouth was free. ?Another fucking wimp!? Jane snarled. But before he could utter another word, the clothes pin on...his right nipplewas also whipped off. The shooting achiness had him squirming. Then Diedre looked at Jane. ?Give him another crank!? ?No! Please! No more!? He pleaded. But his protests went unheeded. Jane walkedover to the crank and gave it another turn. He didn't think he could be stretchedany further, but to his chagrin he was wrong. His arms. Stay with me! I know this is boring! Wait! Please? Don’t go!Tranquility, along with everything else we think we know, is just an illusion. Want me to explain that? Wish I could! I need to pee.Thats why I pulled out of my delicious mother and got out of bed. Why I left the bedroom, entered the parlor, because I need to pee! Going to the outhouse behind the bungalow, I exit through the kitchen door. Closer to the outhouse, AND I don’t want to meet whoever it is on the front porch that knocked on. She hauled herself up the porch steps. Her pussylips squished together as Mike's cum dribbled out of her and she prayed her spunky fluid wouldn't run down the insides of her legs in full sight of her parents."I'm going out back to check the horses," her father said. "And if any are sweated up from being rode, you're in for it, young lady."Debby said nothing. She pushed through the front door and went straight upstairs to her bedroom.Actually, she was grateful that her mother had sent her to. Second – it wasn’t as dark as I had expected, which I liked. It meant I could see everything going on, which I definitely preferred.And lastly – I was surprised that I could actually hear Anne in the room next to us pretty clearly. She was obviously being fucked by the dancer she had chosen. I could hear her grunts and exclamations as he pounded his cock into her pussy over and over. I smiled to myself as I listened to her fuck noises through the wall….”Unh…Unh…Unh…Oh my God…that feels…so.