My ass and pussy up in the air and before I know it he is impailing my pussy with his cock. I listen to the squelching of my pussy and to him breathi...g. With the way he is fucking me, I start to push back on him, trying to match his rhythem. He sees that I am enjoying this and he starts to hit me harder. It’s both painful and good at the same time. I hear myself making noises, pain and pleasure. He says to me, “I like hearing you talk whore.” He grabs me by my arms pulling me up, I am. " I'll think about it, Betty." Think hard about it, Mark, you can help a lot of people if you could get that job," Betty said.Shirley said, "You know, you should have a lady on your arm when you meet people at a fundraiser or party for you. I'll be glad to dress up and be on your arm." I want to do that too, Shirley, don't hog the man," Betty said, acting offended.Glenda and Alice had come over to sit with us. Glenda said, "You know that is a great idea. We do need someone to bring up a few. The toys inside of her shifted, causing her to cry out and stumble for a moment. She regained herself and kneeled, as directed, at Eaton?s feet. Her generous bosom heaved with fear or anticipation ? Eaton did not know ? underneath her school jumper and blouse. Keeping his eyes trained on hers, Eaton unbuttoned the placket in the front of his trousers and pulled out his half-hard cock. Ginger needed no encouragement, no prompting to take the rapidly filling erection into her mouth. Eaton sighed. He tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her face back to his cock. He pushed it at her mouth."GODDAMMMMMN!" he roared. "You know how to do it. I know you do. Now do it right. Make me happy." There was no way out. She opened her mouth and took his hard prick between her lips. How many times had she seen this same hard prick going into her mother's pussy, with her mother groaning and moaning? How many times? It seemed the most vulgar thing she'd ever done."Goddamn," he said softly. "I knew.